#the8 imagine

[stayteezdreams]

Peppermint Kiss

Plot: When you take the advice of Minghao's friends to force him to look at your friendship differently, you accidentally initiate a game of cat and mouse.

Pairing: Xu Minghao | The8 x Gn!Reader (Friends to Lovers)

Warnings: Stalking mentioned once as a passive joke.

A/n's: I hate this, I hate this, I hate this. I honestly had no ideas going into this, just a very vague idea of wanting to use mistletoe and peppermint. So this is what came from that lol I did end up rewriting the entire second half because I didn't like the first version and was getting major writers block. So, I hope you like this, I'm not sure I do. I couldn't get it out in a way I wanted. Thats what I get for not coming up with an actual plot before I had to write it.

Words: ~2.8k

You and Minghao had a thing, not a situation-ship, as there was nothing actually going on between you. But there was definitely something there. What it might become and when, you had no idea.

He flirted, you flirted back, he was snarky, you were snarky back, someone insulted you, he insulted them tenfold. When you were hurt or alone, he was there. When he was angry or upset, he came to you to find peace.

You were two different sides to the same coin, two different locks on the same door. Always close, but never more.

It was obvious to you that you had feelings for Minghao, but you kept them to yourself. Because it was also obvious that Minghao didn't know how he felt about you.

If he thought about it for longer than a few moments he might put it together, but would he? You wouldn't hold your breath.

He didn't think relationships were an important part of his life. And he already had you by his side, why change that? Even if that change came with perks, like dates, cuddling, kissing, se- well, you know, perks.

When you brought up your thoughts to Jun and Wonwoo, Minghao's closest friends, they told you to make him think about it.

"What? Like confess? Or confront him?"

They shook their heads in unison, "No, no, no. That would just make him panic and ruin it in the moment. No, make him think he's losing you."

"Losing me?"

"Yeah. I mean, honestly at this point I'm surprised he hasn't" Wonwoo said. "I see how much it hurts you the longer this goes on Y/n."

You pouted at this, and Jun gently smacked your arm, "Stop hanging around him so much. Put space between you to make him see what he is blind to up close."

You nodded along with him, "I guess I could stop hanging out with him. Though won't the other guys notice too. I mean, we usually all hang out together."

"We'll tell them."

"Tell them! No, no-"

Wonwoo put his hand up to stop you, "They already know how you feel. And they know Minghao is an idiot for not seeing it and not making a move yet."

"They all know. Great." You sighed as you threw yourself back onto Wonwoo's bed.

He sighed softly, "Is there a reason we're having this conversation in my room?"

Throwing his own pillow at him, you sat up, "Okay, so, I'll distance myself. We had plans to go see a movie tomorrow, should I cancel?"

They nodded and you let out a sigh, "Isn't this a bit mean though-"

"Just do it!"

"Okay okay, damn." You gave in, having no other options at this point.

And that was how this game of cat and mouse started, and honestly, you weren't sure how it was going to end.

You cancelled on Minghao, he was fine. You cancelled again, he was annoyed but got over it. You cancelled a third time, and he finally started to pay more attention.

It seemed that he would only see you when the others were around, and even then, you kept your distance from him. Avoided being alone with him, sat around the others so there was no space to him next to you. At first, he thought you were hiding something from him, but then he realized, you were just not hanging out with him.

Fine.

He wasn't sure what was going on, and you weren't gonna tell him. If you didn't want to hang out with him, he'd make you.

Going to get food with Joshua and Dokyeom? What a coincidence, he showed up too!

Hanging out with another friend group at the mall? "Hey Y/n, who’s that guy staring at you from across the store?"

You didn't think avoiding Minghao would cause him to stalk you out of vengeance, but it was what you were dealing with now.

"What am I supposed to do now?" You whined, once again messing up Wonwoo's bed as you flailed dramatically.

"I knew he would react, but not like this. He really is attached to you."

"But not in the way they want." Jun noted slyly, and you kicked him in the shin, earning a halfhearted 'Ow' in response.

"Maybe we should add in some jealousy." Jun suggested and you frowned.

"How?"

"Go on a date."

"Huh?!" You and Wonwoo looked at Jun as if he had three eyes.

"Oookay, then tell him you have a date and see what that does."

You grimaced, "What if he wants details? What am I supposed to do, make someone up? The only guys I know are you-"

"What about Jeonghan's friend that asked you out a few weeks ago?"

"Who- Oh." You had forgotten about him.

Hyungwon, he was handsome, seemed nice too. You ended up meeting at a get together and he asked you out afterwards.

You thought about it for a moment before you shook your head. "No, Hyungwon's too nice to use him like that."

Jun sighed, "You're right." He sat forward a bit, "Okay how about this then. We have a party or something and invite Hyungwon and some other guy friends and hope that one or some of them flirt with you. That should be enough to make Minghao jealous."

You shared a look with Wonwoo who shrugged. You let out a soft sigh, "Okay, I guess."

You nervously sat in the corner of the couch, in between Mingyu and Hyungwon. After rejecting Hyungwon before, you really didn't expect him to speak to you again, but here he was.

He was nice, and very handsome, but he was not Minghao. You were having a casual conversation with him and Mingyu, unaware of the eyes staring daggers into Hyungwon from across the room.

'He's too close'

Minghao sipped at his drink as he stared at the man in annoyance.

He had heard from Jun a few days prior, that Hyungwon had asked you out once already, and you rejected him. But that obviously didn't deter him.

And when Jun told him Hyungwon agreed to come this time, he followed it up with a comment he knew would get Minghao's brain turning, in hopefully the right direction.

"Who knows, maybe Y/n will say yes this time."

That comment, that one comment, made Minghao realize a lot of things he should have had a long time ago.

No one was good enough for you, not even him, but he sure as hell wouldn't allow you to be with anyone but him. Because you were his person. Why hadn't he realized it before?

It was the reason he was so torn up about you avoiding him, about you choosing to not be around him. It was why he became so unhinged in his determination to follow you around. Not having you in his life drove him crazy.

He never had any interest in dating, because he already had you, he didn't need someone else. He didn't go on dates because the two of you went out together enough already. And hanging out with you felt so different than when he was with one of the guys. With you it felt...special. It already felt like dating, he just hadn’t made that connection.

The idea of you being with someone that wasn't him unsettled him. But was he too late?

The way you smiled at Hyungwon made him afraid he was. Would you ever see him as anything other than your best friend? Did you already? Was that why you were avoiding him?

"Careful, you might burn a hole in something staring that hard."

Mingho looked over at Jun who appeared at his side. Looking at you and Hyungwon, Jun repressed a smirk.

"Why don't you go interrupt if you're so upset they are hanging out?

"What?"

Jun rolled his eyes, "Come on, it’s not I can't tell you're jealous. It's pretty obvious actually."

Minghao sighed before he spoke under his breath, just loud enough for Jun to hear, "Why didn't I realize sooner?" He had been kicking himself for days now.

Jun shrugged, "Because part of you didn't want to ruin what you had. So, you blinded yourself to what was obvious. Including the fact that Y/n has felt the same all this time. The only difference is, they accepted their feelings."

Minghao turned towards Jun with a wide gaze and the man chuckled. "You were so blind you couldn't see that Y/n was waiting for you. But you took too long."

"I- they-" Jun just nodded and Minghao let out a shaky sigh as he looked back over at you, his heart pounding heavily in his chest.

Jun leaned in a bit to whisper hopefully the final encouraging words. "Better do something now before you're too late again."

Minghao felt his chest clench when you laughed at something Hyungwon said as you now sat alone with him, Mingyu having disappeared.

He swallowed as he set his drink aside, leaving Jun by himself as he made his way over to you, determination filling him.

Jun smiled brightly at the sight, before locking eyes with Wonwoo nearby who nodded at him and gave him a subtle thumbs up.

Looking over as you felt someone sit beside you, your heart leapt when you came face to face with Minghao.

He was staring at you with a faint smile before he looked over at Hyungwon. You could tell he was annoyed, and that alone gave you butterflies.

Hyungwon greeted him but received only a nod in reply. You cleared your throat, "You've met before, right?"

"Only briefly" Hyungwon said as he gave Minghao an awkward smile, feeling the tension coming from him immediately.

Minghao struck up a conversation with Hyungwon, his tone slow, as he pried into Hyungwon's life to make him uncomfortable. You were constantly giving him a side-eyed look, but he was ignoring you.

Hyungwon could clearly see Minghao was jealous, and from your reactions, he could tell Minghao was the reason you rejected him. So, he smiled and answered Minghao's questions, mostly to kill his boredom, but also for a little fun.

Feeling uncomfortable in your own skin as you sat between an interrogating Minghao, and an unphased Hyungwon, you grabbed a candy cane from the table and began unwrapping it, needed to do something with your hands to help relax your anxieties.

Minghao spared a look at you as you started sucking nervously on the candy cane. He clenched his fist as something in him seemed to stir. He really was affected by you in a way he hadn't noticed before.

When you removed the candy cane from your mouth to say something to Hyungwon, he took it from your hand. You looked over at him to see him put the candy cane in his own mouth as he spoke to Hyungwon uncaringly.

You blinked a few times in shock. Minghao was always sensitive about sharing germs, he never even liked to share a straw with Jun.

Your eyes caught on movement behind Minghao's head, and you tore your eyes away from Minghao to see Wonwoo waving you over.

"Uhm- excuse me, I'm being summoned."

Minghao didn't look away from Hyungwon as you left, glaring as Hyungwon watched you leave a little too carefully.

"What are your intentions with Y/n?" He asked as soon as you were gone.

Hyungwon let out a soft laugh. "I don't have any. Y/n already rejected me, and I assume it's because of you."

"I didn't make them reject you, if that's what you mean."

"It’s not." He cleared his throat as he stood up, "I'm gonna head home now, I would ask you to say goodbye to Y/n for me, but I know you won’t."

Minghao let out a soft scoff as he left. Looking at the candy cane he took from you, he smirked as he realized just how comfortable with you, he was.

"What’s up?" You asked Wonwoo as you approached him.

He gestured to Minghao and Hyungwon, "I can feel the tension from over here, what is happening?"

"I don't even know. They're having a normal conversation but it's like standing in between two angry dogs."

Wonwoo chuckled at this, "Well, it looks like one finally backed down."

Looking back, you saw Hyungwon leaving, and you felt a bit of relief washing over you. As much as you had hoped your interaction with him would make Minghao jealous, you didn't want him to be too affected by Minghao's silent venom.

As Chan called Wonwoo over, you were left by yourself again.

Minghao suddenly looked back and caught your eye. He smiled softly before he stood up. You watched has he walked over to you and leaned down to whisper, "I need to talk to you."

Popping the candy cane in his mouth again, he walked past you and up the stairs. Swallowing nervously, you followed after a few moments, following him out onto the upstairs balcony.

You were smacked with a gust of cold air as soon as you walked out. Minghao noticed and slipped off his jacket before placing it over your shoulders.

"What about you?"

He shook his head, "I'm fine."

The two of you leaned on the balcony railing for a moment before Minghao spoke. "Do you like Hyungwon?"

You felt your heart skip as you shook your head. "No."

"Do you like me?"

Your breath caught as you looked over at him. He turned his head and met your eyes; he had a soft smile on his face. "Because I like you."

You forgot how to breathe as you stared at each other for a few moments. His gaze was soft as he spoke again, "I didn't really realize it until I thought I was losing you. But that was the point, right? To make me see it?"

Minghao had figured out enough from Jun's intervention, and the fact that you, he and Wonwoo had been sneaking off to talk a lot recently. They liked to intervene, and you were always too scared to do things on your own.

"You knew?"

He smiled softly, "I do now."

You let out a soft laugh, "I really wasn't sure how this was gonna go."

He turned towards you as he tossed the candy cane onto the nearby table, "I should thank you really." You gave him a perplexed look and he continued. "I don't know if I ever would have allowed myself to see it. I was so afraid of losing you that I was blind to the fact you were the one waiting for me."

Reaching out, he gently squeezed your cheek, making you frown. He grinned. "Did I hurt you? Making you wait so long?"

You thought for a second as you admitted honestly, "A couple of times."

His gaze turned sad as he let out a deep breath as he pulled you into a hug. "I'm sorry."

You rested your head on his shoulder as you took a deep breath. "I forgive you."

He smiled as he cupped the back of your head, "Thank you. Let me take you on a date to make up for it." He pulled away and smiled brightly at you, "A real date. A first date."

You bit the inside of your lip as you nodded happily. "Deal."

As another cold gust of wind blew past, Minghao shivered as he gently pulled your arm, "Let’s go inside."

Following him with a soft giggle, you made your way back inside but stopped with a grunt as you ran into Minghao's back.

"What?" You grumbled as you rubbed your nose, looking to see why Minghao had stopped suddenly.

Seeing him looking up at something, your eyes followed his gaze to see mistletoe hanging from the balcony door.

You frowned. "Was that there before?"

Minghao let out a soft scoff, "Considering I just saw Jun and Joshua run back down the stairs as we came back in, I'm going to say no."

You let out a soft laugh as you shook your head, "Meddlers."

He turned towards you with a grin, before he wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you suddenly to his chest. You met his eyes with a stunned look, and he just grinned down at you.

"I can forgive it this time."

Leaning in slowly, your eyes remained locked, noses brushing, and then lips, before he kissed you. Your hand gently gripped the collar of his shirt as he pulled you in closer, deepening the kiss.

You smiled into his lips and felt him do the same as his hand intertwined through your hair, refusing to break the kiss.

You felt warm and giddy as you returned his kiss, only one thought entering through the euphoric fog. 'He tastes like peppermint'

xx End xx

Ugh, I do not like how this came out overall, though I am happy with the ending.

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[casuallyimagining]

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xu minghao x reader

"they're so loud." genre: fluff | wc: 592 | warnings: none

For the briefest of moments, the sound of laughter and old friends reminiscing bubbles up and punctures your quiet little hideaway outside. It’s a little chilly–autumn finally has the early October nights in its clutches–but you managed to turn on the small fire table before settling into a corner of the wicker sofa with your book. The noise dies down with the sound of the patio door sliding shut, and it takes only a moment more for the cause to appear.

Minghao leans down, presses a kiss into your hair, and hums at the warmth that the fire table gives off. “You’re quite cozy out here,” he notes, settling down into the space beside you. “I brought you some tea.”

You take the offered cup gratefully, setting your book down spine-up in your lap. “You lasted far longer in there than I expected.”

“They’re so loud,” he whines, a pained look crossing his face. 

“You love them.”

Just then, as if to punctuate his point, you can hear shouting from inside. Vaguely, you can make out Seungkwan’s voice. Hao looks at you flatly, as if to say ‘see?’

You bat at his chest playfully and you both laugh. It fades to quiet after a moment, and the silence of the night envelops you again. You pick your book back up and lean forward to set your mug on the edge of the fire table before cozying back into the sofa. Hao moves over, almost imperceptibly, but you can feel his body pressing into your side, and you wrap an arm around his shoulders to draw him closer.

Beside you, you can feel Minghao relax, his breathing evening out as he drifts into his thoughts. You let your focus fall back into your book, and for a while, you sit there together, completely at peace.

“We should get one of these for the balcony.” Hao’s voice is soft, and when you look up, he’s staring into the fire.

“Add it to the list.”

And he smiles. A soft, shy little thing that he tries to hide behind his cup of tea. The two of you have been half-joking about moving in together for months. It’s not the right time for either of you–he’s busy and your lease is nowhere near up–but the promise of more keeps you going.

The noise bubbles up again as the door opens, and Soonyoung’s voice punches out into the night. “Minghao! Come back inside and play with us! Vernon went to sleep and we need even teams.”

Hao shoots you a pointed look. “Loud,” he repeats, just loud enough for you to hear. 

You giggle. “Go in and spend time with your friends.” You kiss him quickly, his soft lips moulding against yours for the briefest of moments. “I’ll be in soon. I just want to finish this chapter.”

“Minghao!” Soonyoung yells again, and even without looking at him, you can tell he’s taken a step outside toward the two of you.

Hao rolls his eyes and kisses you quickly before standing. He takes his teacup with him. “I will give you 5 million won to forget my name,” he tells Soonyoung, and the older man giggles like a deranged toddler. 

The ghost of a smile graces your lips as you watch your partner disappear into the house. The night once again goes silent. You know he’s not always up for the raucous energy of his 12 chaotic brothers, but you’re always happy to be here when it gets too much. You’ll never tire of being his refuge.

minghao has really dug himself into the soft spot in my heart recently. I love him a whole lot, and I need more minghao content in my life. if you've got any recs, send them my way, but in the meantime, let me know what you thought of this, maybe?

[icyminghao]

i don’t understand (but i love you)

pairing: minghao x gn!reader genre: fluff, some angst, comfort, established relationship word count: 1.5k warning(s): none

summary: despite the communication barrier, minghao and you have been doing well. at least, that’s what minghao thinks. but when he sees you conversing so freely in your native language with someone else, he doesn’t really know what to think anymore.

based on this request by @phenomenalgirl9!

read (pretty) hungry, you nailed it! and a little sweet, which are set in the same universe!

Minghao and you have always been doing great. At least, that’s what Minghao thinks.

He’d met you while he was browsing the shelves of a bookstore while on vacation, and he’d forever be grateful that you reached for that one mystery book the same time he did, or he would never have known of your existence (he can’t bear to imagine how he would have turned out if he hadn’t).

You didn’t speak any of the languages he did, but he was absolutely mesmerised by you nonetheless, too lost in your eyes to pay attention to how you were frantically apologising for grabbing the book, rambling on in your native language about how you’d actually read it before but loved it so much you had to get the physical copy that he’d gotten caught staring after failing to notice that you had already stopped talking for about a minute.

He’d wordlessly placed his phone on your hands, and you looked down at the screen to see the interface of the Phone application, except the text was all in Korean. You’d marveled that you’ve never actually met a Korean before in your broken Korean, and Minghao swore he fell for you harder in that instant, too absorbed in the fact that you had tried to converse with him in a language he knew to correct you on his heritage. He could do that later (and that he did).

Subsequently after your first meeting, or as Seokmin calls it, your “meet-cute”, Minghao spent every moment he had with you while he was still in the country. Dates mainly consisted of getting to know each other at your favourite café, where the both of you fell into a routine of trading book recommendations and talking about each other’s book recommendations. It was there that you found out about Minghao’s first language and subsequently hounded him to teach you Chinese, much to his enjoyment. Of course, Minghao wasn’t naïve and was well aware of the limited time that the both of you shared, but he couldn’t stop himself from falling deeper and deeper for you anyway.

It was like luck was really on his side, though, when you told him that you’d been accepted into a college in Seoul for your Masters Degree. He’d been so over the moon he asked you to be his partner right away, and the rest was history.

So, despite the communication barrier, Minghao and you have definitely been doing great. The two of you may not be able to say much to each other (but you’re both trying, really hard), but the comforting reality is that there isn’t a need for much words between the two of you. You always seem to know what he’s thinking, as he does for you (much to the dismay of Minghao’s friends, who constantly groan about how the both of you always communicate with your “disgusting, lovesick eyes” and leave them out), so there simply isn’t a need for much words to be exchanged between you both.

But as he looks at you from across the bar, smiling and laughing at a childhood friend visiting Seoul for the week, as he looks at you being more talkative than you’ve ever been with him considering that your friend shared the same first language as you did, Minghao can’t help but let the insecurities eat away at him.

Your Korean has definitely improved a lot since the both of you had first met, so you could definitely engage in more conversations with each other now, but it’s the way you looked so comfortable conversing in your first language that really struck Minghao. Maybe you would be better off being with someone like your friend, someone who spoke the same language as you did? Maybe you’d be much happier than you were with him if you’d just left him and went for your friend instead? After all, the both of you do look very much like a childhood-friends-to-lovers kind of pair. Minghao’s just getting in the way, right?

As Minghao starts spiralling down the bottomless pit of his insecurities and overthinking, you seem to pick up on his deteriorating mood, eyes searching and finding his from across the crowded bar. Your eyes soften as you slightly raise your eyebrows in what Minghao interprets as an “Are you good?”, and he sends you a tight-lipped smile in response, nodding slowly. You don’t seem to buy into Minghao’s flimsy attempt at waving off what’s wrong, however, and excuse yourself from the conversation promptly before making your way over to him. Minghao tries not to let his glee at you picking him over your friend show, instead keeping his eyes on you for the entire duration it takes for you to walk over to him.

“What’s wrong, hm?” you ask the moment you’re face-to-face with Minghao, reaching to rest one hand on his cheek. Minghao sighs and closes his eyes, leaning into your warmth.

“Did you…” he slowly opens his eyes to look into your glittering, love-filled ones, “did you manage to catch up with your friend?”

A look of surprise washes over you, having not expected your friend to be the topic of conversation. “Oh, yeah! We talked a bit about how things were like back at home, but that’s it, really.”

Home. Minghao feels his heart ache at that word. Home is where you and your childhood friend reside, where he doesn’t exist. Home is where you should be, is all that crosses in Minghao’s mind.

“Baobei*?” your saccharine voice pulls him out of his self-deprecating thoughts, your eyes softening as your brows furrow at him in worry, “What’s wrong? Should we leave?”

You remove the hand on his cheek to grab his wrist and lead him towards the exit without waiting for his answer, and Minghao yearns for your touch on his face again. You weave through the crowd expertly, with such a determined stride that Minghao can’t help but smile at how seriously you’re taking this. It’s really not good for his poor heart.

As soon as the both of you step out of the bar, you’re pulling Minghao to a nearby bench and sitting him down, fretting over him as all he does is stare up at you with the softest eyes. Not seeing anything external to worry about, you move to sit beside him, taking one of his hands in yours to rub the back of his palm soothingly.

“Are you feeling unwell? Please tell me,” your voice comes out soft, and laced with so much worry that Minghao can’t help but feel bad for making you feel like this because of him.

He shakes his head, moving to rest his free hand on top of yours. “It’s nothing, I just… I just wasn’t used to seeing you so talkative, I guess.”

Your face morphs into one of confusion, seemingly not understanding what Minghao is getting at. He takes a deep breath before continuing.

“Do you… sometimes wish you were with someone whom you could speak the same language freely to? Like… your friend just now.

It’s just… when you’re with me, it’s like you’re always thinking before speaking, like you’re trying to piece together coherent sentences that I would understand, and when I saw you today talking to your friend with such ease it just made me think that maybe you’d be better off with someone like him, someone whom you don’t have a language barrier with, you know?” Minghao doesn’t know when his grip on your hand tightens, or when the first tear falls, but he’s suddenly finding himself sobbing like a child on your shoulder as you wrap your arms around him and pat his back reassuringly, cooing at him to calm him down.

“Baobei…” you coo, patting his back rhythmically as a sign that you’re there with him, “Who’s to say that I’d be better off with someone else who’s not you? I would have an easier time conversing with someone who speaks the language I speak fluently, yes, but I chose to be with you because I think we have a bond that transcends the limits of language, Minghao. You always seem to know what I’m trying to say even when I fumble with my words, as I do for you. I’m choosing to be here with you to navigate our relationship together because I love you, Minghao, and no one else. So no, I don’t sometimes wish I were with someone whom I could speak the same language freely to, because I have you.”

Minghao removes his head from your shoulder to stare at you with his reddened eyes and tear-stricken face, and you pout at the sight. It’s not often that you see Minghao crying, much less in public, so this issue must have really affected him badly.

“I love you too,” he chokes out, practically launching himself into your arms, hugging you so tight as if you were going to slip out of his grasp if he didn’t. “please don’t leave me.”

“I’m not going anywhere, Baobei,” you smile, tilting your head to plant a soft kiss on his hair.

“Let’s go home, yeah?”

*: Baobei (宝贝) — Chinese term of endearment for “baby” or “love”.

a/n: i love them sm i feel like i’m probably gonna be writing drabbles set in this universe bc minghao reminds me sm of jem carstairs (from the infernal devices) here and 😵‍💫😵‍💫 jem my book boyfie fr

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[serenhoshi]

𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐎𝐮𝐭

Author's note: I'm back from the dead (finally lmao). A few month ago I got my wisdom teeth out and started writing this, which I just finished (a few months later oops). Hope you'll enjoy!

Seungcheol:

Would be dead serious when it comes to you resting. "Doctor said to rest a lot so you're not moving." Would change the ice on your cheeks and remind you to take your meds when needed. Even if you don't live together he would stay in your appartment, or would take you to his, to keep an eye on you "just in case".

Jeonghan:

His first reaction when he saw you after the removal was to laugh because your cheeks were swollen. Your cheeks eventually got bigger on days 2 and 3 so he mocked you even more and ended up making edits of you as a hamster. Would definitely take 0.5 pics of you and send them to the members.

Joshua:

Would be so, so sweet. Very caring like Seungcheol but less protective maybe? He would come around at your appartment or call you to make sure you're okay and taking your meds and stuff. On the worst days he would surprise you with homemade soup and soft foods to enjoy while watching a movie.

Junhui:

Kinda lost? Like if you come and see him with those ice packs on your swollen cheeks he would be "??? what happened to you??"

Probably never had to remove his so it's like he never knew wisdom teeth existed and taking them out was a thing.

He would be careful around you of course, but don't fully rely on him for medicine reminders because he will just forget.

Hoshi:

A bit like Jun in a way, I think he would forget you cannot eat solid food for a while. Poor Soonyoung would want to susprise you with good food after practice, but you cannot eat it so he'd eat his chicken wings with tears in his eyes while you eat yogurts and soup.

Maybe would try to pinch your cheeks at some point because he just has to, they look so round and pincheable he would not resist. But you pushing him away would eventually give him a hint that it's not the right time to touch your sensitive cheeks.

Wonwoo:

Would give you time to recover alone if needed. Sometimes would send a message to make sure you're alive and doing fine. I imagine him seeing you in person maybe 2 or 3 days after the surgery, and just standing straight while looking at you like "oh, what happened-" but then remembering your wisdom teeth removal and asking you a lot of stuff about it out of curiosity.

Woozi:

Would be your personal guardian of meds and sleep. Like he has his watch or phone at all times to check when you took your last med, and when is the time to take the next one, so that you don't take too much and hurt your stomach. Would order all kinds of soup and eat them with you, you didn't ask him, but he felt like living this suffering of soft foods with you so you don't feel alone.

Mingyu:

A bit like Woozi and Seungcheol; he'd always be around and check on you and the time you took your meds. Would change the ice packs on your cheeks even while you sleep so you don't have to. He'd make soups and soft foods himself and THEY'RE SO GOOD. He would make the food suffering a lot more bearable with his cooking skills!!

The8:

I think he'd mock you a bit on the 2nd or 3rd days because of your swollen hamster cheeks, but once they started healing he'd worry because of the bruises you would develop on the said cheeks. He'd force you go back to the dentist because "it's not normal to have blue cheeks when healing" and "people will think I'm hurting you." He'd eventually feel silly once the dentist told him it was normal and part of the healing process.

Dokyeom:

He'd be honestly always so confused, Google search would be his best friend. Before and after the removal, he'd look up many informations to make sure he would be able to help you. Examples of his research: "how long before eating solids after wisdom teeth removal"; "do the stitches fall off by themselves wisdom teeth removal"; "how to prevent cheeks swelling wisdom teeth removal."

Vernon:

I feel like he'd be chill about it, not as dramatic as Seungcheol but also more informed than The8 ou Dokyeom. If you have any questions he'll look it up or ask around him to help you out. He'd message you a bit more often to make sure you slept well enough or you ate at least a little. The kind to give you the space you want afterwards.

Seungkwan:

He'd try to contain his laugh but honestly it would be so hard after seeing your swollen face. He'd look away, hand on his mouth and would say stuff like "oh I'll never forget that face"; "I feel so bad but it's just too funny." He'd visually avoid you for a bit and then would help you in your healing journey.

Dino:

He'd be a mix of everyone I think, sometimes he'd laugh a bit at your face, then would help you with the medicine and force you to bed, then would order soup (and even make some himself- which I would not recommend- but at least he tried!). Definitely the type to facetime you when away one evening and burst out laughing at your swollen face appearing on the screen. This shithead.

[kimbappykidding]

Imagine The8 breaking up with you because he’s worried he can’t give you enough but him missing you

"Are you sure you're gonna be okay? You know she’s going to be there don’t you?" Scoups asked and The8 struggled not to roll his eyes for two reasons. One, the idea he wouldn’t be aware that you were going to be here and two that it hurt less if Scoups just avoided saying your name. However he knew he was just being prickly so he nodded "yeah I figured she'd be performing...don’t worry it'll be fine. 

The downside of dating a fellow idol was The8 ran into you all the time and as you were a part of the famous Mamamoo it made it practically impossible to avoid you. The8 was nervous all night waiting for your performance and when it started his eyes went to you straight away.

Your groups made their way through the crowd as planned interacting with idols. Wheein had a cute interaction with Twice, Solar with Red Velvet, Hwasa danced with an actress, Moonbyul got the thumbs up from BTS and the next table, your table, was...Seventeen. 

Your eyes went straight to The8 with his bright red hair and you thought this must be some sick joke. Solar noticed and her eyes went wide she motioned for you to just dance in front of you them but there wasn’t really any room! The group seemed to sense your problem and Joshua made eye contact with you and nodded telling you it was okay. He moved over to make room and so you came to stand by him. When the camera spun around you sang while Joshua nodded along and the others all joined in. It was only 5 seconds but it felt like an eternity. Finally it was over and Hwasa grabbed your hand pulling you along.

Once you moved away The8 relaxed. Jeonghan patted Joshua on the back to say well done for being kind but The8 just felt terrible. He saw the terror on your face when you realised the table you’d gotten and he hated that. He didn’t want you to feel like you couldn’t be around his members, they knew you and liked you...plus he had no ill-will towards you really. Sure he still couldn’t listen to your music or look at you but he didn’t want you to be uncomfortable because of him. It was all his fault not yours. 

You managed to get through the rest of your performance with no more ex-boyfriend mishaps and made it backstage. Solar grabbed you immediately and asked if you were okay. You nodded telling her you were fine and they all gave you space. You sat through the award show your mind only half there but finally it was the end. You were all lined up on stage and you noticed Seventeen immediately. The8 was on the opposite end to you which you were relieved about. You moved passed them and as you reached Joshua you lightly grabbed his arm "thank you so much for earlier". He smiled "no worries, well done on the great performance!". You thanked him and moved on unaware the whole thing was caught on camera. The next day The8 woke up to your name trending and he almost fell out of bed. Then he clicked on the tag and froze. It was all about you and Joshua. There was a clip from last night after the awards when you and Joshua were whispering to one another. It only lasted 10 seconds but you had a hand on his arm and everyone was going crazy. The8 knew you were probably just thanking Joshua for helping you, you were a good person like that but the fans were going crazy. They claimed it was obvious and had so many clips of the two of you "looking" at one another when in reality either you or The8 were always nearby. He knew he wasn’t with you anymore but he still found the idea of everyone shipping you with Joshua upsetting. He got up and got on with his day but when he saw Joshua, he did pause and had to remember it was just a rumour.  A few weeks later Seventeen went to an idol club after attending an award show. The8 wasn’t the nightclub type but Seventeen had won an award and he felt the members needed a celebration. The8 knew you were here in the club too but he also knew you wouldn’t come over to him so he was fine…or so he thought.

You were surprised to see The8 here of all places and of course he was the best-dressed person in the place. Your eyes went to him without meaning to and you hated how he still had this effect on you. You went to the bathroom to try and calm down a little but that was a bad idea. When you exited, you came around the corner and bumped straight into The8 himself. You both froze and apologised. "Sorry I should’ve been looking where I was going..." you said as he said "sorry I was going way too fast". Finally you both stopped and looked at one another before looking away again. It hurt to look at him and you just felt so pathetic. "Erm so how are you?” The8 asked. You looked at him, aware given that 2 months had passed you should probably be over him and moved on with your life. You should reply you were great and list all that had happened since you were apart but you didn’t want to. You weren’t over him and you just felt sad. "Oww you know..." you said awkwardly "what about you?". "I'm well thank you..." he said and you nodded "that's good". "Well I should go" you said awkwardly and The8 nodded "yes of course. Well i guess I'll see you around". You nodded "bye" and rushed off. The8 collapsed against the wall and put his head in his hands. You couldn’t even look at him and you’d practically run from him. He hated it.

His members soon worked out what happened and he was in a terrible mood all night so Hoshi and Scoups left early with him. They let him talk about how he was feeling and then Hoshi asked a very fair question. "Why did you two even break up?". The8 had never given them all a proper reason and even Scoups’ head bobbed up in interest. From their perspective everything had been going great, then The8 came home one day and announced you were over but never said more.

The8 sighed "it was complicated". Scoups nodded "well duh but what happened? You ended it right?". He nodded "we'd been struggling to see each other regularly. We’d planned to spend the summer together but then I got that opportunity to be a dance mentor". "Ahhh and Y/n told you not to go?" Hoshi asked. The8 shook his head "no she encouraged me to go. She said it was fine and we'd do our summer another time but we’d been saying that with so many things...with the Christmas we cancelled, when I missed her birthday, when the company suddenly pushed up my trip back home...i just felt like i couldn’t fully commit or give myself to her and i didn’t think it was fair. So I ended it".  Scoups and Hoshi paused "what did Y/n say?” Scoups asked. The8 sighed "she tried to fight it. She told me it didn’t matter how busy we were, we’d find a way and that she didn’t mind if the next time she saw me was in a week or 20 weeks just as long as there was a next time". Scoups nodded "wow". The8 nodded "but it wasn’t enough for me. I thought by breaking up with her I was being mature and doing the right thing but I'm not sure...I miss her so much and I still love her". 

"Do you want our opinions or encouragement" Scoups asked. "Opinions" The8 replied and Hoshi frowned "I think if you love her then that’s all that matters". Scoups nodded "I agree. I get why you did what you did but I think you were trying to solve a problem that wasn’t there. Y/n wasn’t upset you were. It's hard dating like this but as Hoshi said if you love her then that's all that matters. You'll find a way". The8 sighed "see but she hates me now". "She doesn't hate you" Scoups said sharply. "She does, tonight at the club she couldn’t even look me in the eye and she practically ran from me. And she had every right...". "You were only doing what you thought was best, plus it takes a big person to admit you've changed your mind" Hoshi pointed out. Scoups nodded  "yeah Y/n will appreciate that and I think she doesn’t hate you she’s just sad. That’s what you can see in her eyes, not hate". "But nothing changed...what if I freak and hurt her again?". Scoups shook his head "you won’t because you're going to always remember how this feels right here right now without her. Plus we’ll be here to remind you too". The8 sighed "I need to think about this when I'm not drunk". "That’s probably a good idea" Scoups nodded.

The first thing The8 thought of when he woke up the next morning was you. He knew you liked to lie in after a late night so you’d likely be fast asleep right now. He thought about how after events the two of you would leave the club early and go home to watch a movie. He’d usually fall asleep first and wake up to find the movie still running, you fast asleep curled up beside him. He’d stop it and then jump back in the warmth beside you. It was one of his favourite memories but now he was here alone and missing you. 

The8 had planned to have a shower and eat before doing something but he couldn’t wait any longer. So he abandoned his towel and sent the text.  

"Hey can we talk?". 

He waited anxiously by his phone for the first few minutes before walking away to get some food. When he came back and saw his phone notification light blinking he nearly dropped his cereal. Your text was there waiting for him. 

"About what?". 

He took a breath and typed his reply. 

"It’ll be easier to tell you in person, please can I see you?". 

It took you longer to respond this time but you finally did. 

"Okay, I'm home all today". 

The8 leapt up, he quickly texted back thanking you and told you he’d be over in an hour.

Meanwhile were panicking. Only an hour! You were laid in bed not in any state to see your ex. So you rushed to the bathroom and began prepping. You tried to imagine what The8 wanted to talk to you about but you could only think of one reason...he’d met someone else. That was the only thing that could make The8 sound so serious and it was so typical of him to do the “gentleman” thing and warn you about it. You wondered who his new partner was and were slightly bitter since he told you he couldn’t date because of his schedule. Clearly someone was just more worth his time than you. 

The8′s car showed up 50 minutes later and he parked but didn’t come in. You knew he was waiting until it was exactly an hour so he didn’t mess you up by being early and you sighed and opened the door. You caught his attention and gestured for him to come in. 

The8 hurried over and gave you a small awkward smile “I didn’t want to rush you if you weren’t ready”. You shook your head “it’s okay I just finished” which was a lie. You’d gotten ready in 15 minutes flat you were so worried he’d be early and had just been sat looking out of your window the whole time. The8 nodded and you led him into your living room where he took a seat. “Can I get you anything?” you asked him “some water or tea?”. He smiled when you said tea but shook his head “i’m okay” and you nodded but still didn’t sit down. “So I should probably explain” The8 said playing with his hands nervously “do you want to sit or stand?”. “I think i’ll stand if that’s okay” you replied and he nodded “of course”. He took a breath and started “so I broke up with you because I said I didn’t have enough time for us and that I couldn’t date with my career at the moment”. 

Here it was you thought, now he was going to point out the irony that he’d found someone else and tell you how it was somehow different. You took a breath and gripped the sleeve of your top. You wouldn’t react, you’d just nod, tell him it was okay and get him out of here as quickly as possible. You were so busy counting to three you didn’t properly hear what he said. 

“Now I’ve realised what a stupid idea that was”. 

You startled into movement “i’m sorry?” you asked. The8′s eyes flickered up to yours and he held them there “I was an idiot to break up with you and I’m here to ask if you’ll forgive me and give me another chance”. 

At that you did take a seat/practically fell back into the sofa. “I...but I don’t understand, has something changed?”. The8 paused “yes and no. No in that my work schedule hasn’t changed and my company will likely need me more as members start going off to military”. You nodded unsure what else to do. “But I’ve changed” he carried on “before I had ideas about how a relationship was meant to be and was so preoccupied with messing us up I just sabotaged everything. I was insecure and I projected that onto you. I know now I was being foolish and I’ve missed you every day since we broke up. You’ve been on my mind constantly and I know now I’ll never meet anyone like you. I was the luckiest man and I ruined all that. I acknowledge all the pain I’ve caused you and I will be eternally sorry. I never wanted to hurt you and will spend the rest of my life making it up to you...if you’ll let me of course”. 

He finished his speech and silence fell. He was watching you cautiously and you took a few breaths “I wasn’t expecting this”. He nodded “it’s a lot to take in, don’t feel you have to respond straight away”. You nodded and tried to process everything he was saying. He wanted you back? He’d changed his mind? “I’m just unsure” you admitted “it’s been 2 months which isn’t ages but it’s a substantial amount to be apart, why now?”. The8 shrugged “in truth I didn’t feel good with it when I first made the decision but I figured that was just normal for a break-up. When that persisted after three weeks and four...and five, I finally realised those feelings meant something. My unhappiness, how much I missed you...how much I still love you” he said softly “those things weren’t going anywhere and that’s when I knew I had to do something. I’m sorry i’m so late but I knew I had to try”. 

You paused “you still love me?”. The8 nodded “of course I do, I think no matter what happens I always will. You’re very important to me Y/n”. You blushed and The8 took that as a good sign. “You can ask me all the questions you want, tell me off for anything i’ve done. I’m willing to accept anything”. You nodded “I just have one...will you finally let me borrow your suits?”. You smiled and The8 paused “does this mean...”. “Yes” you nodded “I want to get back together...if you let me wear your suits”. The8 grinned “you can have them all as gifts” he cried and rushed to hug you. You laughed as he threw his arms around you and squeezed you tightly, his careful resolve now gone thanks to his joy. You hugged him back and told yourself this wasn’t a dream. It was all real. 

The8 seemed to be thinking the same thing as when he pulled away he smiled at you “thank you Y/n. You won’t regret this I promise”. “I know” you nodded. 

The8 returned home later with a huge smile on his face and all the members could guess why and were thrilled...because they’d got their The8 back. 

[dirtysvthoughts]

108 + 116 + 64 with Minghao please, love ♡

dirtysvthoughts hits 100 followers!

a/n: this one’s a little bit longer, but it’ll be worth it 😏

tags/warnings: female! reader, boyfriend! minghao, dom! minghao, defiant!reader, a bit of dirty talking, some ass smacking, just minghao being a hot mf (that arena homme shoot was something else) 🥵

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64. “let me show you what happens to little brats who don’t follow the rules.”

108. “if you leave the house wearing that the second you come home i’m bending you over the bed.”

116. “watch me.”

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“if you leave the house wearing that, the second you come home i’m bending you over the bed,” minghao says licking his lips, his eyes fixated on how your body looked in your short, satin black dress.

you bite your lip as you turn your back toward him, enjoying the fact that you had him secretly writhing. you were going out for a night with your friends and of course, you wanted to look hotter. but, you also wanted to get a rise out of minghao, teasing him was always a guilty pleasure of yours.

“then watch me,” you smile at him as you grab your purse, leaving your room door, closing it behind you.

—-

you and your friends’ laughter erupts in your apartment hallway, some of you slightly tipsy, holding on to each other for support. as you approach your door, you search for your keys, pressing your fob on the lock as you hear the familiar tone.

“well, i’ll see you guys later! i had a great time tonight,” you say smiling brightly. your friends wave and tell you goodbye as you close the door behind you. you walk a few more steps to your room, opening it to reveal minghao sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, face smug - your floor lamp the only light illuminating your room.

“welcome back, babe,” he says, looking at you up and down, craving the way you looked, despite having partied all night. “h-hey, hao,” you say putting your bag down, taking your heels off.

“didn’t i tell you that i would bend you over the bed if you left with that dress on? i can’t believe you thought you’d actually got one past me,” he says as he stands up, walking toward you. inches away from you face, he tilts your chin up so he knows you’re looking directly at him.

“let me show you what happens to little brats who don’t follow the rules,” he whispers directly in your ear.

——

“fuck! yesss, minghao!” you nearly scream as he pounds into you from behind, his dick fitting perfectly inside you. with you on the bed (and your dress pushed up) and him still standing up, he had the best view of your ass, already red and sore from him smacking it so much.

“that’s not my name right now, baby - but do tell me, who makes you feel this good? cause no one else who saw you in that dress could do you the way i can,” he smirks as you feel the familiar sting on your right cheek.

you moan out, “only you sir.. only you can make feel this good, f-fuck, only want you!”

“mmm, that’s right my darling.. if you continue fucking me good like this, i may be nice to you. let you cum when you want, even. but for now, you’re gonna come when i tell you to.” he pulls out from behind you and your whine at the loss of contact.

he sits back on the chair as your turn around to face him, his dick standing proudly, making it hard for you to look away. “you’re gonna come over here and ride me so i can still see your ass. and if you come before i tell you,” he scoffs, “you’re gonna have a hard time walking tomorrow morning.”

[skyechild]

Slut me out

𖤐 pairing: Minghao x reader x Jeonghan (M/M/F) 𖤐 genre: smut and some angst, 𖤐 warnings: Its only sensory deprivation and some jealousy 𖤐 kinks: Sensory deprivation, 3some 𖤐 wc: 5.4k 𖤐trope/au: est r/s, non!idol 𖤐 summary: You trusted Minghao with your life, even blindfolded. But your mutual friend Jeonghan? Not so much. He didnt do anything too bad other then the occasional tease, there was something that made you almost, cautious. 𖤐 notes: This is part of my 14 days of kinktober, i have no muse for ateez rn because svt has taken over my life currently... 𖤐 tag list: @cultofdionysusnet / @stravvberrymilksan / @spooo00oky / @kwanisms /

You hadn't expected it when Minghao sat you down that night, lacing your fingers together and taking a spot next to you, one foot up on the couch to face you. "You know Jeonghan right?" You nodded, eyes narrowing. "Yes...hes Shua's best friend. What does this have to do with me?" You frowned. "Did something happen?" Minghao shakes his head, shushing you gently before you could panic too much. "He's fine, everyones fine." He murmured, stroking the back of your hands.

Nodding you scooted closer. Minghao's body was always warm but his hands were always cold. You had always teased him for it but you werent focused on that. "You remember how we were thinking of...making sex more lively right?" You had a feeling you knew where this was going, eyes locked on his, talking with your eyes. Mentioning Jeonghan, then mentioning your sex life? You pulled your hands away a bit.

"You want to bring Jeonghan into this?" You scooted back to your original spot. "You want him to join us?" You clenched your hands once you pulled them away from him. "Hao thats..." You looked down at his hands which twitched, wanting to reach out to you. "Did you already talk to him about it?" At the others silence you bit your lip. "Why not Shua? Or even Jun? Hes your best friend..." You mumble. "Of all people...Jeonghan?" You knew you were sounding rude and jealous but you didnt care.

The green monster was here and was biting at your being. You both nonly talked once about bringing someone into an intimate space with you, and he chose Jeonghan? Out of all 12 of his friends. "Minghao...you know Jeonghan and i dont get along well." Thats an understatement. Youre constantly at the elders throat while hes teasing you constantly, warranting the (one sided) fights. You wanted to throw something, anger joining the jealousy.

You didnt want anyone seeing Minghao like you did. Even if it was once and never again. "You invaded my, no our bedroom and privacy, to the one man who wont let it go?" By now Minghao has figured out hes fucked up. Youre not using 'Hao' or any nickname for him. It shoots an arrow through his heart. You let out a sigh and he watches you, wanting you to meet his eyes.

"...I trusted you." Its like another arrow in his chest but when you look up at him your eyes are soft. "Its because i trust you and how much i love and adore you..." The suspense is killing him and he wants to tell you to hurry up. "I'll do it this once. But i had hard limits i want to talk about with both of you." He nods as he grabs his phone, ready to send the text. "Dont do this again." Your voice is firm as you look at him, frowning lightly. Once he sends the text he holds your hands again, sighing at the relief of your skin against his.

Its about fifteen minutes later that theres a knock on the door, pulling you both from your conversation. You stand up before Minghao can, walking over to the door and opening it. "Say anything and ill send you home." Your cut off whatever the older was about to say and his mouth snaps shut with an almost audible click. You walk back to the couch and stand behind it, leaning against Minghao who was sitting back.

His head moved to press against your stomach, eyes watching you before looking back at Jeonghan before youre talking again, your hands on his shoulders. "Make one thing clear tonight." You start "Minghao is in charge once we are in the bedroom. He is mine." You state and Minghao wants to smirk at the possessiveness in your voice. "Second of all, youre not to talk, at all." Jeonghan frowns. "Unless we talk to you." His frown lessens a bit.

"Hard limits." You start, pointing at the chair thats across the couch. "Sit there." He follows, eyes on you once he sits. "You are not to kiss me, any part of me, nothing." You hold up a finger. "You are to follow Minghaos directions." You hold up a second finger. "If you cant keep your mouth shut, i will gag you." Jeonghans brows shoot up, in almost surprise. "Safe word is Berry." Your tell him. "You will wear a condom. Im clean and Hao is clean. But you wear a condom because i dont know where your cock has been, and i dont care to know."

You hum, a hand on Minghaos head. "I'll be blindfolded, but i will know the difference between you and Hao." You stroke his hair, nails brushing against his skin softly. "This is only happening once." You narrow your eyes at the other. "I dont take orders from you, i barely take orders from Hao sometimes." You havent noticed that your boyfriends eyes have closed, head still resting against your stomach.

But when you do look down you notice and it causes you to smile softly at him and Jeonghan almost envies the look you give him. So full of love and adoration, only for your eyes to turn hard once they lock with his. "Ill let you stay long enough to come down from your high. Maybe ill let you eat because id feel bad making you leave afterwards." You take a breath and its only then that Jeonghan notices the nerves hiding behind that attitude before you speak again. "Would you like a drink first? Or just get started?"

He blinks before looking down at your hand that hasnt stopped stroking Minghao's hair. "A drink first would be nice?" Its a question and you nod, leaving Minghao to grab the wine.

Leaving Minghao's presence is like pulling gum from hair or running through quick sand, almost impossible. You didnt believe in soulmates but if you did, youd fight to prove Minghao was yours. Everything seemed brighter whenever you were around him, even the stormiest days.

Handing Jeonghan a glass of wine you motioned him to follow before grabbing Minghao's hand, tugging him up off the couch. "Hao c'mon." You whispered, smiling when he looked up at you. "Its time." You let Jeonghan follow behind as you led the way to the bedroom, opening the door you let both men walk into the room. From the way Jeonghan was already almost done with the wine you figured (hoped) he was nervous.

You sat on the bed as Minghao dug out a box from under the dresser and placing it on top. You took that moment to slip off your shirt before you turned to look Jeonghan when your boyfriend was rifling through the box. "Take off your shirt." You stood up from the bed and walked towards him, taking the empty glass and setting it aside before jerking your chin towards the bed. "Sit." You commanded.

You've heard from rumors that Jeonghan had good dick game but you never paid attention. Never cared but now you hoped they werent lying. You cocked your head to the side as he sat down, a smirk on his lips as he didnt bother to remove his shirt, leaning back on his hands. Your eyes narrowed. "Maybe you should be the one blindfolded if you're going to be a brat." Your snapped, walking back towards Minghao and looking for a red silk blindfold and picking it up once you found it and looking at your boyfriend for permission.

"Can i use this on Jeonghan?" He frowned a bit. That was one of his favorite to put on you, it looked perfect against your skin. He shook his head and handed you a black one. "This one. Red is for you." You nodded, trading the blindfolds and walking to Jeonghan and setting it beside him on the table.

You had taken a quick look at what your boyfriend had pulled out while you were busy with the other. A red lace blindfold that you might be able see out of (It was his favorite), headphones and a gag. You would say no to the gag and Minghao knew that. You both never used it so you knew it had to be for the other.

You slipped onto Jeonghans lap, leaning over to grab the blindfold once settled. "You have a few choices for now. Blindfold, the gag Hao has out or you listen to orders." You spoke, grinding down on his cock and smacking away his hands when he tried to touch. "Add cuffs to that. You can only touch if you behave and so far you havent." You smiled down at him as you sat up on your knees. "Now. Shirt off. Dont make me ask again." You tilted his chin up, looking down at him. It didnt matter that he was older then both of you. Age went out the window for you and Hao when you were in the bedroom.

You smiled bright once he moved to take off his shirt even if his eyes screamed reluctance. "Good boy." You murmured softly before standing up infront of him. "Jeonghan, do you have any hard limits?" You spoke, focusing on the other as Minghao came up behind you, setting the items on the bedside table before wrapping his arms around your waist.

"No marks." You nod. "Glad we have that in common." You leaned back into your boyfriends chest, his head resting on your shoulder. "No degrading names." You hum, mentally checking it off your list. He was quiet for a moment. "What if i want your lips on my body?" You were almost surprised. You had said you didnt want his lips on you but this you werent expecting. You turned your boyfriend, quietly checking in if he would be ok with it.

"I can be ok with that." He spoke and you smiled, kissing his temple. "Is that all?" When he nodded you gave him a small smile. "If you remember anything, just say berry if you want us to pull away fully. Everything stops and it ends there, its the safe word. We use the traffic light system too. Red is stop, give it a moment until you feel ready to continue. Yellow is slow down and check in, green is good to go." He nods.

"Now...are you going to listen or be a brat?" You watch as he seems to think about it. "Ill be as good as i can." You sigh but nod, letting Minghao hold up the blindfold to your eyes. "Do you want to wait til youre on the bed?" You trusted Minghao with everything so you shake your head, holding onto his wrists as he wrapped it around your head, a small kiss being pressed against the side of your head before hes guiding you over to the bed next to Jeonghan.

Minghao's hand brushes against your stomach before they land on your thighs carefully. "Are you ready love?" You hum. "Can i have my head on the pillow?" Jeonghan watches as Minghao helps you move up the bed. "Colour?" You smile, hands sliding up his arms to his shoulders. "Green Hao, im ok." He smiles before he turns to the elder. "You cant do anything with your pants still on." He stands up straight, hands leaving your skin and you have to hold back a whine.

He chuckles softly at the soft huff that leaves you. He slips off his shirt easily and you almost sigh because you know how Minghao moves, hes smooth and careful. Jeonghan seems a bit more rough and less fluid, so when the sound of something hitting the floor echoes you know its from Jeonghan. Said male shuffles closer to you before he stops. "Can i touch?" He isnt quite sure who hes asking. You for consent or Minghao for permission.

You nod but you dont hear Minghao, you assume hes nodded because warm hands land on your stomach. Minghao's were usually cold. You lift your hands, one landing in soft hair and the other reaching in the direction you believe your boyfriend is in. "Dont worry about me my love. Let Jeonghan pleasure you." You pout quietly but nod, your other had landing on Jeonghan's shoulder as his hands roam your skin.

One hand slides up your chest before around to your back, when you arch your back he assumes thats a go ahead and unhooks your bra. He chuckles at the unconscious, pleased sigh and the relax back on the bed. His other hand grazes over your breast, thumb brushing against your nipple, your breath hitching.

You cant lie, his hands to feel good but you dont get the jolt of cold and the shivers from Minghao's touches, that was one of your favorite parts. Especially when there was a blindfold added. You sigh once his hands push your thighs apart. You strain your ears to listen as you hear the floorboards creak. "Hao?" You heard him chuckle. "Still here love, im not going anywhere." You relaxed a bit and let Jeonghan continue the soft, barely there touches.

Minghao grabbed the head phones before walking back to the bed, sitting by your side. "My love? Im going to put headphones on you. Is that ok?" He takes a hand, letting you touch the headphones carefully. You wont be able to hear them and while it excites you, it makes you a bit nervous. "Can i keep a hold of your hand?" You didnt exactly hate being that defenseless and you knew Minghao would control Jeonghan.

The elder had stopped touching you as you spoke. So you can be this cute? He smiled softly as he watched you carefully once Minghao spoke up. "I wont leave the room." He states before he hums quietly. "I wont go far either. I know youre iffy about this, but Jeonghan is here too, just incase." Jeonghan gently squeezes your thigh at the mention of his name before he glances at the other, silently asking for permission to talk.

A nod makes him turn back to you. "I know i always tease you, but im not going to let anything happen to you, especially in here." He adds to Minghao's soothing words, watching you relax a bit more. "One of us will always be touching you in some way." Jeonghan glances at Minghao, as if making sure. Minghao nods but raises an eyebrow, quietly filing it away for later use.

"If you dont want them just let me knew and we dont use them. If you do want them then dont later tell us. I wont be mad" Minghao strokes your hair carefully, letting you mull over it. "Ok. For now yes. As long as you guys keep your word that someone will always be touching me." Minghao smiles, you can feel it when he presses his lips to your cheek.

"Good girl." It gets your own lips to turn up into a smile. Jeonghan notes that you seem to prefer praise before he watches Minghao put the headphones on you, taking your hands and placing them on Jeonghan. Back in the position they were in, in his hair and on his shoulder. His skin is just as warm as his hand and you sigh softly. Youre a bit more tense with the headphones on but Jeonghan turns to Minghao. "Can i eat her out?" The other nods, chuckling softly. "Tap her pelvis before you start unless you want to be kicked in the side. She knows what it means." He nods before turning back to tug on your shorts, pulling them off along with your panties once you understand.

Jeonghan doesnt ask lots of question about your bedroom activities and Minghao quietly thanks him in his head. Jeonghan shifts, a hand staying on your thigh once yours slips off of him, calming you before you can panic. He taps your pelvis and you squirm a bit at the thought. While Jeonghan was always bullying and bothering you, his actions were followed by him licking his lips, toying with a canine or pushing his tongue against his cheek. Needless to say, you were curious about what he could do with his tongue.

He grins at the squirm you do before pushing your legs apart, moving to lay on his stomach between your thighs. He fights back a groan at the sight. You werent soaked but he remembers there being a small wet patch on your panties before he removed them. Jeonghan rests your thighs on his shoulders, gripping the tops of them incase you were to try and move away. Your hands land in his hair after a small search and he grins wider, blowing on your clit softly, the cold hair a sharp contrast to the touch touches you had been getting.

You jerked away but didnt get too far. Minghao took a seat in front of the bed after laying out some toys just incase. "You can use those if youd like. Make sure to guide her hand to them before." He nods, throwing a glance at the toys before his attention was stolen by your pussy again. Licking his lips he slipped his tongue between your folds, lapping up the arousal that was there and getting a small sigh of pleasure from you.

He nodded at the reaction before he flicked the tip of his tongue against your clit before sucking on it right after, getting a pretty whine from you. That was what he wanted. Jeonghan hummed against your clit before he started sucking on your folds, adding to the wet mess. His eyes closed once he got into a steady rhythm, fingers moving to spread your folds. The moans and whines were making him hard, his hips moving in small movements against the bed.

Jeonghan used one hand to keep your folds spread while his other joined his tongue. His tongue had dipped into your entrance, everytime he had it pulled out a high pitch moan and a tug on his hair which would gain a low moan from him. His fingers pushed into your entrance, humming against your clit once he sucked it into his mouth harshly, getting a sharp moan from you. Your hips were wiggling and Jeonghan nipped at you folds in warning causing you to yelp.

"Hannie please..." Your words are slurred and a bit loud but when he curls his fingers just right your legs try to shut around his head and your back arches. He presses against that sweet spot inside you as your leg jerks, rubbing the area quickly. Minghao watches, almost impressed with how fast he was riling you up. Jeonghan cooed at the cry of his name. He angled his hand so his thumb could rub small aggressive circles on your clit before leaning down and catch your arousal in his mouth when you came with a sharp cry, gripping his hair tightly.

He rubs your thigh as you come down, free hand gently sliding in and out still. He adds a third finger, stretching you out. "Do you want to go first?" He turns to Minghao who shakes his head and throws two condoms on the bed. "Youre the guest tonight. Enjoy your time before i take her back." Jeonghan has to prevent himself from rolling his eyes before his attention is brought back to you who whimpers, chest heaving from your orgasm.

He barely notices Minghao come closer until he sits by your head, his hand around his cock. "Roll her on her stomach for me." He speaks, eyes watching you carefully as Jeonghan nudges your hip, pulling you up onto your hands and knees. He chuckles quietly when you flail a bit. Minghao grabs your hand. "Wait." He stops. Jeonghan is confused before he notices that hes probably waiting for a signal from you. He assumes he got one because he pulls the head phones off "Good?" You nod and position yourself more comfortably.

"Its not you Jeonghan, not being able to hear raises my anxiety, being blindfolded helps a bit." You soothed the other before he had a chance to open his mouth. He nods with a soft smile, tapping your outer thigh gently, discreetly wiping off your wetness on your thigh at the same time. He lets you and Minghao settle before hes behind you, a grin on his lips and how adorable you look, even while in this position.

Your head was in Minghaos lap, still blindfolded but with a bit of vision from where it had slipped a bit, the other having tossed his pants at some point. His hands were in your hair, stroking through it while he licked his lips. The look in his eyes were a mix between adoration, lust and love. Jeonghan almost felt like he was interrupting something. Your head rested against his thigh, grinning up at Minghao.

It looked like you were asking for permission even thought you were blindfolded. Minghaos thumb brushed across your forehead. "Jeonghan is our guest tonight. Why not ask him for permission once?" Your grin twitched, falling into a close lipped smile before you turned to face the male before you, trying to see through the red lace.

"Can i?" Jeonghan wanted to make you beg for it, but the way you had acted earlier made him weary of doing a lot. He knew you had a high dislike for him but he hummed. "I suppose so. But why dont you get him fully hard first." It almost sounded like a question, his gaze flickering to Minghao's who nodded in approval. He smiled softly as he looked at you, nodding as he jerked his chin towards Minghao, almost forgetting you couldnt see him. "Suck." You smile back at him unconsciously and Jeonghan makes note of how pretty it is because you never smile at him that way. It was either forced, a grimace or a mocking smile.

You turned your attention back to Minghao whos smile had changed into a smirk from what you could see, it made you clench around nothing in anticipation, catching Jeonghans attention making him bit his lip. You loved Minghao's smirk. He took your distraction to stroke the skin of your lower back and ass with one hand while grabbing and opening a condom. You were very set on him using a condom and he wasnt about to complain.

Once he had rolled it on he groaned lightly as he pumped his cock a few times. You had to admit, it was a pretty sound. You pressed a wet kiss to the side of Minghaos cock, echoing back his hum. You slid your tongue around the rim of his head, teasing the underside. Minghao let out a sigh, stroking your hair. His was focusing on Jeonghan behind you, wanting to know when to expect him.

Jeonghan's cock was long and pretty, slimmer then Minghao's but a bit longer while Minghao had girth. He grinned when you jolted forward at the touch of Jeonghans cock against your folds. Jeonghan loved it, loved watching you jolt everytime he brushed his cock against your clit, using your wetness as lube. He hummed, pressing the head in a bit. You sucked on the tip of Minghao's cock softly, soft kitten licks against his slit. Warm hands landed on your hips, thumbs stroking your ass as he slowly pushed in more at the same time you were taking more of your boyfriend in your mouth.

Minghao sighed in pleasure, holding your hair back and out of your face. You whined against his cock at the small thrust Jeonghan gave to get the last two inches in, hips hitting your ass. A loud whine coming from the male behind you. You pulled off Minghaos cock, a broken moan leaving you. "How are you still so tight little one?" Youd let that nickname pass, you didnt like princess and he wasnt sure what nicknames were forbidden.

He waited there for a moment for you to adjust, small grinds seemingly helped as you ended up pushing back against him, a low groan leaving his lips. You adjusted, spreading your lips a bit more and groaning as Jeonghan slid a hand to your lower back and pushing, making your back arch more. "Holy fuck you look so pretty like this." It slipped out his lips before he could stop it.

You moaned at the praise, arching your back more for him and taking Minghao back in your mouth. Jeonghan felt like he was going to drool. Your back was arched and it was beautiful. Lets spread, back arched with your head down, and his cock sitting inside you. He huffed, pulling out a bit and jerking his hips forward. It drew out a choked moan from you from around Minghaos cock and a low whine from Jeonghan.

He wanted to call you princess so bad, he used it too much in a playful way he supposed. He always called you princess so of course youd think it was a mocking you. You were so close to having Minghao down your throat when Jeonghan gave a harsh test thrust and you gagged around him but moaned loudly, the thrust set off a chain reaction. Jeonghan moaned as you clenched around his cock, you gagged and moaned around Minghaos cock which caused him to hiss out a moan.

"If you clench this will be over a lot faster then i want." Jeonghan mumbled as he picked up the harsh thrusts he was giving, hitting that sweet spot inside you which made you cry out in pleasure, chest heaving as you panted, inhaling air before you took your boyfriend back in your mouth and down your throat with a furrow of your brows, throat relaxed. His hips jerked up, a low groan leaving his lips as he holds you there for a moment before. "Such a good girl."

Jeonghan whines as you clench around him. "Fuck, you really do like praise." He hufs, continuing to aim for that spot. Minghao nods, letting you come back up for air, small sounds being let out from every thrust once your mouth wasnt full. "Baby? Are you ready?" Minghao cooed and Jeonghan almost stopped if you hadnt jerked your hips back. "Yes." Jeonghan kept his pace but watched in curiosity. "Deep breath." He spoke before you took him back down your throat.

When you got to the base Jeonghan gave a harsh thrust in awe before he slowed down a bit, mouth dropping a bit in surprise once he noticed Minghao pinch your nose shut. You clenched around Jeonghan and he let out a high pitched cry before reaching around to rub your clit quickly. "Minghao can i cum?" It slipped out before Jeonghan could stop it, but it made the younger release your nose and let you come up to breath. "Good girl Y/n." He cooed quietly, watching as drool slid from your chin.

"You can come Jeonghan. But Y/n cant yet." Jeonghan whimpered, gripping your hips tightly with one hand as he continued rubbing your clit, hips moving at an unforgiving pace at the same time he was hitting your g spot. He watched as Minghao brushed some drool off your chin and Jeonghan cried out once his cum filled the condom, hips jerking erratically as he rode out his high. You bit your lip to hold back your orgasm, tensing your whole body. "Hao please? Please i need to cum." Hearing you beg made Jeonghan's cock twitch with interest and he groaned lightly. Jeonghan moved to go to the bathroom and discard the condom as you and Minghao finished.

You scrambled from your position, groaning before you sat down on Minghao's cock, shivering at the familiar feeling of his cock inside you. "Please...." Minghao huffed, groaning as he gripped your hips. "Fuck." He hissed, kissing at your neck as he nodded, thrusting into you from underneath. He held your hips down. "Cum with me baby." He whispered against your skin, biting down once he held you down against his hips, warm cum filling you as your release slid down his cock once you felt his teeth dig into your neck. He was for sure going to leave a mark and you hummed at the thought.

Jeonghan came back out with his boxers on along with some lotion and a wet washcloth in one hand and some water and a snack in the other. Placing both on the table he helped Minghao lay you down once the other gathered his energy. He wiped you down, giving an apologetic smile when you whimpered at the cloth against your sensitive pussy. "Sorry." He murmured. "Darling can you walk to the bathroom? You need to pee." You were still coming down from your high and you wanted to swat Jeonghan away like he was an annoying fly.

"Let my live in my high for a little bit." You mumbled, voice croaky from the abuse on your throat as you felt Minghao leave the bed to clean himself up. You let out a sigh as you swung yourself around, Jeonghan's hands beating you to untie the lace blindfold. You had to admit, Jeonghan was very good at after care. You smiled a bit once your vision cleared, coming face to face with the other as he helped you up. "I brough water and snacks for you." He said quietly as he helped you wobble into the bathroom where Minghao was.

You nodded, tossing him a small, grateful smile. "Thanks." He nodded, his own grin pulling at his lips before he went back to the bed, stripping the covers and pursing his lips, looking around for spare sheets. He found them in the closet in the hallway, a small smile on his lips as he remade the bed. He heard the giggles in the bathroom where he could hear the shower running. He debated on leaving but you did say he could stay, but he felt like he was intruding now, somewhere deep inside him he hoped you would be open to doing this again.

Leaning against the wall he took one of the three water bottles he had half juggled in. He slipped on his sweat pants, stretching his neck after he took a sip. It was a few minutes before you both emerged from the bathroom, clean and happy. "You changed the sheets?" You were surprised, eyes wide as you looked towards the bed then Jeonghan. The male nodded, almost shy at the attention. "Yeah...." He felt like he wasnt supposed to for a minute before the grin on your lips was wide and your arms were around his waist in a quick but tight hug.

"That was very nice of you, thank you." You smiled up at him as you pulled away, walking backwards into your boyfriends chest. Jeonghan chuckled softly. "Contrary to popular belief, i am good at aftercare." You feigned a gasp, returning the tease. "I wouldnt have known." Jeonghan covered his mouth teasingly.

Your view on the other had changed a bit, you werent cold towards him anymore, just returning his teasing instead of wanting to beat his ass everytime he spoke. He smiled brightly at the returned tease. "Maybe we will do this again." You glanced back at Minghao. "As long as you dont go behind my back again without me." You huffed. You were still a bit irritated but the whining the other had done while you both were in the shower washed it away.

"Sorry baby." He whispered, hugging your waist tightly, kissing your neck gently. Minghao took his time nuzzling your neck and peppering it in soft kisses. "I love you." Your whispered against your skin quietly, wanting only you to hear.

Jeonghan chuckled. "I've never seen him this touchy." You both shot glares at him. "Id hope not." You grumbled while Minghao huffed. It was quiet for a moment before Minghao looked up at the other. "Do you want to stay for food or take a shower so you dont smell like sex?" Jeonghan pursed his lips. He did smell strongly of sex and he knew the others would tease him if he came back without a shower. "It'd be nice, thank you."

Once he disappeared into the bathroom you turned in your boyfriends arms, slinging yours around his neck and playing with the hair on the back of his neck. "We should talk later." You spoke and he nodded. First you were going to eat, and then talk to them both.

[daisymbin]

minghao's . . . . . 🐸 check out my masterlist!

warm hues! [drunken series]

timestamps (short drabbles)

nothing yet . . . . .

prompt list reqs! (request here)

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[maesfics]

XU MINGHAO ! *  ੈ✩‧₊

oneshots

coming soon...

headcanons

coming soon...

[painted-cherries]

pairing: minghao x reader

genre: angst

a/n: i wrote this because i was sad, maybe i will eventually make it longer? idk but my heart is empty

the glass was cracking. there are fractures all through out the glass box she had locked her heart in as she thought about the look he has in his eyes when he would look at her no matter what was going on around him; a look she would never get to see again, at least not from him, and if he did have that look in his eyes, it wouldn't be for her.

she never knew what love was supposed to feel like until him. she had seen it in movies, read it in books, heard about it from friends and in the lyrics of the most fanciful love songs. none of that could have prepared her for how intoxicating it felt when it was coming from him. it clouded her brain and found herself drunk on every last word that dripped from his lips.

that honey turned into venom one night. she didn't know where it was coming from. it felt like he was holding her heart in his hand and pulling it apart, piece by piece. he was beside himself, repeating how much he loved her over and over. he talked about how grateful he was for her love, and how much he adored her relationship with his family and how she made him feel. but the timing wasn't right for them.

'this is the last time you'll see me, and the last time you'll hear from me'

she couldn't stop thinking about those words. they grasped her throat and left her gasping for air; their very remembrance leaving her suffocated. she still doesn't know why minghao truly left. she didn't understand his reasonings that night, or the next morning. she especially didn't as her tears dropped pathetically on her phone as she stared at the photos of him kissing another woman, not even a week later.

not even 3 days later.

[stayteezdreams]

Sleepover Event Drabble Masterlist

These are all the drabbles written for the Fate Ships from my Milestone Event.

I am adding the taglists to this post, as I did not add them to the drabbles themselves.

Stray Kids:

I.N:

'Rest' (fluff/cute)

Changbin:

'Forever' (romantic)

Ateez:

Jongho:

'Finally' (cute/tiny bit of angst)

Wooyoung:

'Comfort' (angst/comfort/fluff)

Yeosang

'B for Effort' (fun/humor/fluff)

Yunho

'Oops' (cute/fluff)

Hongjoong

'Waste of Time' (fluff/cute)

Seventeen:

Wonwoo:

'Hurt' (comfort/light whump)

Minghao

'Not For Long' (cute/fluff)

Tomorrow x Together

Yeonjun:

'Home' (domestic fluff)

Taehyun:

'Crazy' (cute/fluff)

The Boyz

Hyunjae:

'Distracted' (funny/fluff)

Sangyeon:

'Returned In Kind' (fluff/cute)

'Dare' (fluff/cute)

Other Content

*other content requested from the Milestone Event

Ateez:

Yunho Scenarios: Subtle ways he shows you he loves you (cute/fluff)

Mingi Scenarios: Subtle ways he shows you he loves you (cute/fluff)

Yeosang + Autumn Mood Board

Ateez Whump Scenarios/Headcanons (whump/cute/fluff) ^Hongjoong/Yunho/San/Mingi x Gn!Reader

Ateez; Scenarios + Drabble: First realization of Love (cute/angst/fluff) ^Hongjoong/Yunho/Mingi x Gn!Reader

Taglists:

I did not add any of my taglists to the drabble posts themselves, but I will be adding them here for anyone who missed them and might want to read them! (deleted double tags, so if you aren't in a taglist you requested to be in dont worry)

All Groups/Members:

@otsilliak, @brattybunfornct, @bahng-chrizz, @otakutrash669, @tinyelfperson,

@pinievsev, @teenyfinds, @everythingboutkpop,  

@shymexican, @stillwjk-channie-lixie, @luckypaintertyphoon

Ateez:

Everything: @soso59love-blog, @hongjoongsprincess, @tunaasan, @thedistractedwriter, @dear-dreamie,

@thunderous-wolf, @briqnne, @hyukssunflower, @dinossaurz, @skz1-4-3,

@staytiny2000, @demonlineslut, @vnessalau,  @dancinglikebutterflywings, @tunafishyfishylike

Jongho/Seungmin/Minghao: @lieutenantn

Mingi: @ye0nvibezzn

Stray Kids:

Everything: @laylasbunbunny, @prettymiye0n, @thedistractedwriter,

@msauthor, @vnessalau, @3rachasninja

TXT:

Yeonjun & Seventeen: @ye0nvibezzn

[gotta-winwin]

OT13 Reaction -- the aha moment

or...how they realize they're in love with you

seungcheol doesn't get that aha moment, falling in love isn't something that happens within seconds for him. it's like he's slowly drifting into love, not even realizing you've become the focal point of his entire existence. when it finally hits him, it's a quiet, simple moment. he's watching you make him breakfast in the morning, admiring you quietly from the kitchen counter. he zones out for a moment, blinking suddenly and realizing damn. that's my woman. and he knows he's ruined for life.

it's kind of silly, how jeonghan realizes he's in love with you. he's just returned home from a busy day at work, entering the house to find it empty. searching the place top to bottom, he's about to call you when - BOO - you jump out from one of the closets and scares the soul out of him. he's clutching his chest, watching as you collapse onto the ground in a fit of giggles. he can't help but laugh along, realizing through the chaos that he's found his soulmate, and he'd be damned not to admit he's in love with you.

joshua's a simple man by nature. he's easily happy in life, only needing his members, his job, his lifestyle, and of course, you. it doesn't take long into your relationship before he realizes he's in love, as the two of you take a stroll along the Han River after a long day. he's watching the setting sun reflect against your figure, taking his phone out to snap a few pictures. it's when he notices his camera roll is full of pictures of you does he think well, that's it. i'm in love.

upon meeting his family, jun notices how much work you've put into it. you're doing your best to speak his town's dialect, communicating with his parents in a language that made them most comfortable. his heart swells when he sees you amidst his childhood home, trading stories and eating with the people who raised him. it's when he notes that you look so perfect here that he realizes you just fit. he's in love.

as if everything else is with soonyoung, his aha moment is full of fireworks and pizzazz. having just finished the most record breaking performance of his life, he finds himself with one thought only: i want to go home. usually, it's because he's tired. but now, ever since you stumbled into his life, he finds himself wanting, needing, to go home so he can hold you and recite everything that happened today. he's practically thrumming with energy to rush home, and everyone around him sees what is so painfully obvious. he's so in love.

wonwoo's always credited himself to be a loner. not a lot of people can fit with his quiet personality, so when you offer the idea of "parallel play" he's a little confused. his heart warms when you explain that you don't mind doing separate things as long as you're in the same area, understanding that he needs more time to himself than others might. it's when you tell him you love him enough to compromise does he think im so in love with this girl right now.

woozi's used to writing songs dedicated to his fans and members. he sits down for another writing session, brainstorming ideas and the thought of you pops into his mind. he shrugs, thinking it might be nice to mix it up a bit, sitting down to write something about you. it's when he reads his own words back does he realize he's irrevocably screwed and so in love with you. thought about settling down, buying her a house and saying screw the music. yeah, he's in love.

having always been a realist, minghao doesn't necessary believe in true love, or love at first sight. he understands there's going to be someone out there for him, but he's skeptical that that someone is going to be perfect. all his beliefs go out the window the moment he sees you - it's like you're surrounded by a golden glow - and he realizes maybe love at first sight can be real.

seokmin loves and gives as easy as breathing. he's always been a generous guy, and it's when you sit him down and kindly remind him to leave some for himself does he stare at you and realize ok i've found the one. you've become that steadiness in his life that used to be just his members, and you love and give to him like it's as simple as breathing too.

having always been the resident cook, mingyu's eyeing your food creation like it's some kind of poison or drug. he had insisted you didn't need to cook for him, he's always been the cook and doesn't mind it, but you were stubborn and he relented. it's when the first bite blows him away does he realize he kinda misses having someone cook for him too. if you're this good at cooking i might just have to marry you, he says, ignoring how you blush, going back for another bite.

seungkwan's always been the entertainer. he doesn't mind it, he enjoys the fact it's his job to make everyone laugh. but when times get tough and he's in no mood to be the entertainer, you're right there to support him. it's when he gets home to you after a particularly rough day and you welcome him in with open arms, murmuring how he's done well and doesn't need to do more. it's when he realizes he can just be seungkwan - not seungkwan the entertainer, but just seungkwan - and he loves you for that.

vernon never really thought about finding the one. he always just assumed that they would find him. and that's exactly what happens, when you bump into each other at the movie theatre - both there alone just cause. it's when you're enthusiastically going band for band with vernon about movies that he's forced with the realization that shit. maybe i have found the one.

chan's always known he was in love with you. he doesn't like to admit it cause he thinks it makes him sound sappy, but he truly never questioned his love for you. it was a simple thing in his mind - this person makes me so fucking happy - i must be in love. and how could it not be simple for him? he's staring at you quipping about some joke to his friends and he's thinking i love you. he's watching you just wake up from a nap and he's thinking i love you. he sees a text from you on his phone mid-dance practice. i love you. he's always been in love with you because he loves everything to do with you.

[fairyhaos]

how seventeen react to their s/o getting cuteness aggression for them

requested by anon! seriously guys you always have the best ideas,,,, anyways i loved this req yet again

masterlist

seungcheol, joshua, junhui, woozi

you make weird scrunchy hand gestures in his face one time and very seriously go “i wanna just shfjkrehfkrrhr your face in my hands, you know?”. and he just blinks, wide-eyed, mostly just fascinated at how to made that sound with your mouth, before slowly nodding his head and going “okay”. you tell him that he's cute on a regular basis in the strangest of ways so like, he's used to it now. once, you grabbed his cheeks and gave him kisses all over and complained about his adorableness until he was laughing, and he thinks that was the best incident of your cuteness aggression over him. the whole idea of cuteness aggression is kinda endearing tbh and the way you in particular express it?? most adorable thing in the world. 

jeonghan, minghao, seungkwan

1000000% capable of getting all aggressive back at you, don't even test him. he'll get all up in your face and poke your cheeks being all like “me?? let's talk about you!! why are YOU so cute huh?? have you thought about how i feel about that??? why do you walk around being so cute when you Know that it's gonna make me fall even more in love with you????” until you're literally giggling at his faux anger over how adorable you are. gives you the side-eye and clicks his tongue bc How Dare you get all screechy about his cuteness when you're literally sitting right there and being way cuter than he could ever be. 

hoshi, mingyu, dokyeom

you yell “WHY ARE YOU SO CUTE” into his face and he will literally jump five feet into the air and yell back “I DON'T KNOW!!! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME” whilst almost sobbing bc why??? are you yelling???? and what does that have to do with him being cute??? your cuteness aggression always takes him by surprise bc he didn't know it would be so… well, aggressive. you ruffle his hair until it's so messed up he can't see a thing and then smack a huge kiss on his cheek before leaving. and he's just left sitting there, hair in his eyes, a little dazed bc uhhh literally what just happened and why is he actually BLUSHING like what have you done to him

wonwoo, vernon, chan

you unleash your aggression over his cuteness on him and he just stares at you with lost eyes and the what are you doing clear on his face. you need to explain to him that there's this thing called “cuteness aggression” that can be activated by things that are just so cute that you wanna scrunch them up in your hands. and he nods and makes understanding noises but you're not entirely sure he gets it. no matter tho bc you start getting the cuteness aggression urges more and more often and now you're beginning to think that he's acting out his cutest actions on purpose just so that you'll come over and squish his face super duper hard

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[hannieehaee]

GOODNIGHT N GO

18+ / mdi

summary: having always seen minghao from afar, you always considered him unattainable, with him never interacting with you while his friends brought you around. unbeknownst to you, he had similar thoughts about you, constantly keeping his distance, thinking you must've been interested in his members instead. luckily for you, you had two very meddling friends, too fed up with your mutual idiocy.

content: idol!minghao x hybeidol!reader, reader is mingyu and seokmin's bestie, afab reader, reader is implied to be a 97 liner but its not a huge plot point, acquaintances to lovers, very adorable crushes, assume minghao is a little shier and less social than he seems irl pls, reader is mentioned to have some family troubles, minghao literally courts reader aaahh he's too cute, smut, fingering, oral (f receiving), overstimulation (kind of), dry humping, mentions of pregnancy, penetrative sex, etc.

wc: 9.3k

a/n: this is one of my works im least proud of so pls have that in mind as u read<//3

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"C'mon, one more drink."

"Yeah, you can't leave yet, it's too early."

"I have a shoot early tomorrow. I can't be hungover for it," you said for the nth time in the past five minutes.

Currently, you were situated in Seventeen's dorm rooms in the Hybe building.

It wasn't too common for groups to stay within the building, seeing as most people had their own individual apartments or homes outside of the premises, but Seventeen would often frequent their own dorms for hanging out purposes, only ever spending the night if they were too tired to make it home.

As per usual, you were hanging out with Mingyu and Seokmin, with Wonwoo and Seungkwan having decided to also make an appearance. It was quite usual for them to keep you around after work (and even to occasionally steal you during working hours). As expected, the overly extroverted 97 liners of the group had taken you under their wing early after your debut, debuting you as a the only female member of the friend group.

Along with you, there were guys from other groups who had also been blessed with a birthday within the year 1997. This, of course, included Xu Minghao, though he was mostly an honorary member, as he mostly kept to himself and never actually joined in with the group. Even after years of being best friends with multiple members of the Seventeen, you were yet to really get to know Minghao. The man remained a mystery to most of those around him.

This was quite unfortunate to you, seeing as you'd developed a bit of an unrequited interest in the guy. There was something about his calm and confident aura that drew you in. Unlike most of his other members, he had a tendency to keep to himself and keep outside social interaction to a minimum. This had at some point caused you to hold the belief that maybe he didn't like you, but your friends had informed you time and time again that this was simply his personality. However, that didn't prevent you from wanting to seek him out (though never actually going through with it).

This was why despite your previous excuse to leave to sleep in early for tomorrow's schedule had been thrown out the window the moment you spotted certain boy with a mullet walk into the room, rubbing at his eyes as if he'd just been awoken.

"What are you guys still doing up? I thought you'd all be gone by now," mumbled the pajama-clad boy, approaching the couch Mingyu was currently leaning back on and taking a seat next to him.

Subconsciously, you straightened your posture, attempting to appear casual at his sudden appearance.

You could count the times you'd been in Minghao's proximity with one hand. Being honest, you weren't quite sure if he even knew who you were past the general knowledge of your role as an idol.

"Sorry, Hao. We forgot you were staying here tonight," apologized Seokmin as he absentmindedly handed the boy an open bottle of soju.

Minghao was joining in on the drinking, it seemed. Naturally, this caused you to comfortably snuggle into the couch and forget all thought of leaving before having that last drink you had been offered just moments prior.

In front of you was a coffee table and two boys sitting on the couch opposite; Mingyu and Minghao. Surrounding you were Wonwoo and Seungkwan, while Seokmin remained standing and leaning against the counter to your right. Despite your distance to Minghao, you had the privilege of having a seat in which you could stare at him without it seeming unnatural.

"Oh, you've met Y/N, right?", Seungkwan suddenly remembered, taking his usual role as mood-maker to make an introduction if need-be.

Minghao finally laid eyes on you for the first time, giving you a polite smile and a subtle bow of his head, "I think a few times. Hi, Nice to see you."

Returning his gesture, you responded similarly, taking your eyes off him right after and giving your attention to the large boy sitting next to him who was now speaking.

"So, staying for that last drink?", he asked you, holding out a glass for you, giving you the option to take or deny it.

"Sure. Just this one," you insisted, grabbing the glass and taking a sip. Cheers erupted from your friends at your agreement to stay, with all of them seemingly tipsy enough to get excited at such a minuscule act.

On your peripheral, you missed how Minghao continued looking your way, smiling softly to himself as he stared.

-

"Well, that's the last of them," chuckled Minghao the moment Seokmin began slouching back on the couch, clearly falling into deep slumber.

Only an hour later and all four boys had either fallen victim to their drunken state and lost to the battle to slumber, or had made their way to bed before their dignity left them.

In front if you laid a snoring Mingyu as a passed out Seokmin subconsciously attempted to cuddle into him in his sleep. Not too far earlier, the two other boys had left, leaving you and Minghao as the last standing of the night.

As the night had progressed, rearrangements were made to your sitting accommodations, resulting in Seokmin joining Minghao and Mingyu on their couch right after Seungkwan's departure, leading to a peeved out Minghao making his way onto your couch to avoid the two large men bugging him as they got progressively more drunk.

At that moment you wanted to think it might've been an excuse to sit closer to you, but you knew that was just wishful thinking. It was something that made you giddy regardless, as you now found yourself side to side with him, practically alone in the boys' dorm's living room, — ignoring the two sleeping men across you — nursing drinks as your mutual tipsiness accompanied you.

"They were never good drinkers anyway," you responded with a chuckle, resting your back against the back of the couch as Minghao followed along, head slightly turning to face you.

There was a moment of comfortable silence as you both enjoyed your current buzz. Similarly to you, Minghao had chosen to not drink much through the time he'd joined you and the guys, choosing to nurse a single drink through the night. You'd had two, but found yourself still fully lucid.

"I don't think we've ever formally met, huh?", he mused, nodding in your direction.

"A few times, but you never hang around enough for me to get a word out," you agreed.

This pulled a chuckle from him, "Sorry, despite popular belief, I'm not as much of a social butterfly as my bandmates."

"I don't think anyone could possibly be as social as those two," you gestured to the two boys sleeping across from you, "What? You don't enjoy drinking til losing your inhibitions?", you joked.

"I envy them sometimes. I mean, clearly I've been missing out on a lot," he revealed, giving you an unreadable smile.

"Yeah? Like what?"

"Haven't made too many friends in the industry so far. I keep to myself too much sometimes, I think."

"Well, you could always join us more often. The guys are always inviting you. We'd all love the company," you encouraged, offering him a smile back.

He hummed at you, "Yeah? I'll take your word for that, then," he leaned over to the coffee table in front of you, putting down both of your drinks before pouring two shots and handing one over to you.

"Here," he clinked with you, "To my new friend," he gave you a confident yet appreciative smile, taking his shot afterwards.

"Oh? Okay, then. Sure," you followed along and took your shot, giggling at how easily he turned up his charm, "So, friends, huh?", you asked after you'd both downed your shots.

He shrugged, "Maybe we'll be the best of them, who knows."

After that night with Minghao, — which was spent drinking and reminiscing on your own personal memories with the two idiots you liked to call your best friends — you began to see him more frequently. You didn't get to know each other too much that night, being far too tipsy and sleepy to make it past an hour of alone time with him. However, his frequent presence helped you grow accustomed to him. It was nice to see the contrast between him and Seokmin and Gyu.

The two of you still didn't talk too much, usually sticking to comfortable silences more than anything else. His company was still always welcome, and very much encouraged by the three of you. Seokmin and Mingyu never questioned his sudden desire to begin taking them up on their offers to hang out, simply accepting his newfound presence as a gift.

You hoped that your crush on the boy wasn't too obvious, but as of now, you were pretty sure you were in the clear. Had those two known of your crush, they would've already ambushed you with a million questions about it. There was also the fact that you didn't want to get in the way of what Minghao clearly wanted to be a friendship and nothing more. Sure, he was very courteous to you, but nothing he ever did or said ever gave you any signal that he meant for your interactions to be anything but platonic.

Any outing between you and Minghao was always crowded with your two other friends. Even if any part of you wanted to act out on your crush, it was practically impossible due to their constant presence. The dynamic you'd quickly formed had been nice, though, as it usually consisted of Seokmin and Mingyu as a duo while you and Minghao stuck to one another. Your calm and introverted demeanors went very well together.

Walking side by side during any outing whilst your two friends led the way, too lost in their own shenanigans, you and Minghao smiled softly to yourselves at the other's company. No words were needed as you enjoyed the breeze of the night. You knew all to well that there'd be news articles on your outing, — yet another sighting of the 97's of SEVENTEEN with Y/G/N's Y/N — but it was such a common occurrence that no one truly paid any mind to it anymore.

"Hey, how about we rent a karaoke room to end the night?", Seokmin had suddenly halted his movements, causing Mingyu to bump into him at his abrupt stop.

Turning to face everyone, he looked around to see who agreed with his proposition. You'd already spent most of the afternoon at a restaurant nearby and walked through the streets of a populated clubbing area, so karaoke was not too out of the question in the context of the night.

Mingyu expressed his enthusiastic agreement, turning to you to see if you were down for it too. You noticed Minghao's eyes on you too, giving you an encouraging smile that let you know that he was interested in hearing your response before giving his own.

"How about we head back home and do karaoke there? There's probably already a ton of pictures of us hanging out today," you reasoned, not wanting to end the night just yet but also taking in mind your role as an idol.

Mingyu boo'd at you, "That's boring! I don't wanna go home yet," he pouted, clearly demonstrating how tipsy he currently was.

Seokmin agreed, "We can buy those fruity drinks you like at the norebang, c'mon," he insisted, "Myungho, what do you think? You've never tagged along to the norebang with us, I'll pay," he offered, tugging at Minghao childishly.

Minghao turned to look at you, "Be gentlemen," he scolded, walking over to your side to face them, "If she wants to head home then we head home," he affirmed, rolling his eyes at his friends' exaggerated groans of complaint.

"Thank you, Hao," you nodded at him with a smile, sticking your tongue out childishly at the other two boys.

Seokmin headed over to your side to hold your hand whilst Gyu now stuck by Minghao, walking in pairs of two once more as you turned back to head over to the car you'd arrived in. Looking back, you caught Minghao's eye, also catching sight of a subtle smile thrown your way.

It took you very little to arrive to your apartment, with the two boys making their way in ahead of you as if they owned the place. You couldn't blame them, knowing they were very used to coming over quite frequently. Minghao, on the other hand, stayed behind with you, waiting for you to welcome him in. He was very cordial and reserved, something which endeared you to no end.

Entering, you lost sight of your other two friends, who were probably already situated in the large living room located upstairs, ransacking you of any alcohol and entertaining themselves with your karaoke system. Meanwhile, Minghao continued to follow your slow movements, waiting by your side as you locked the entrance door. His hands remained intertwined on his back, giving him a posture you would only really expect from royalty.

Smiling at you, he nodded silently as if to encourage you to move forward so he could follow you along the length of your home.

"Show me around? Looks like the guys are already really familiar with the place," he suggested with a smile.

"Yeah," you chuckled, "They're here a lot. Wonwoo banned any group hangouts at his and Mingyu's, and Vernon sleeps early, so we never really go to Seokmin's. I live alone and the place is pretty big, so they crash here a lot," you explained, beginning to walk into the entrance hallway, "I'll show you around. It's uselessly big. I mostly have spare rooms for leisure," you explained, walking by the various rooms of what could very well be called a mansion due to its size. Large homes like these were common amongst idols, though many of them usually shared with other members.

"It's pretty," he said as he looked around, stopping by a certain painting hanging on your wall.

"My place or the painting?", you asked, standing to his side, "Mingyu made it," you gestured to the painting.

"Yeah, it looked familiar," he nodded, eyes still on it, "You're pretty close with Gyu," he stated, though it gave you the intonation of wonder.

You nodded at him, "He was my first friend when I became an idol. I probably wouldn't have met most of my current friends if it wasn't for him. He's too outgoing for his own good," you shrugged, reminiscing on how you'd met Mingyu and consequently every other member of what came to become the 97's squad, along with most Seventeen members.

"I can relate to that," he began walking further into your home, with you following along, "He was my first friend in Seoul. Didn't care about the language barrier at all, always tried to make me feel welcome," he seemed to reminisce too.

"Yeah, that's Mingyu," you joined with a smile, "I'd say I'm equally close to Seokmin, though. You? Any favorites?", you joked.

"Hmm, those two? Not really, but like I told you, I'm interested in getting close to someone else," he subtly bumped shoulders with you as he walked, chuckling when you did it back.

"Yeah? Well, maybe I'll have to rethink my favorites also," you smiled back with suggestion in your eyes.

This came to be a common occurrence between you — silent yet comfortable smiles.

Making your way upstairs, you made a stop by a balcony located just before the living room, from which you could already hear Seokmin and Mingyu taking liberal use of through the karaoke you had installed. Sharing a laugh, you and Minghao walked over to the veranda and took in the night's breeze.

"I'm going back to China soon," he suddenly said, "We're mostly on a break for two months while Wonwoo and Jeonghan hyung go through their comeback. I'm sure the guys must've told you?"

You nodded, "Yeah, I went to visit them during rehearsals once or twice. How long will you be gone?" you couldn't help but show your disappointment.

"Sad? We barely met each other," he nudged your shoulder again, "Just two weeks. Been wanting to see my parents for a while."

"Aw, that's nice. I'm sure they must miss you," you coo'd, sniffling at the chilly weather.

"Cold? Wanna head back inside?" he asked, nodding when you shook your head in negation, "Yeah, I miss them too. Love them more than anything. It's the one downside to our career," he went on to respond to your question.

"That must be really nice. I'm glad you get to see them soon," you expressed your genuine happiness at him being able to go back to his home country. He truly seemed like the type of guy who lived and breathed for his family — at least going by how he treated the second family he found with his members.

"How about you? Gyu told me you're on rest. Visiting family any time soon?", he wondered, suddenly shoulder to shoulder with you, continuing to look forward as he leaned on the veranda.

"Uh, nope. I don't really see them often," you mumbled, "It's been a while, actually," you continued, sure your body language told on you. Minghao must've caught on to this, allowing the hand he had resting on the veranda to slide over and next to your own hand, gracing the back of your palm with his pinky.

It was such a small gesture, yet entirely too sweet for you to take in without blushing to yourself.

"I'm sorry," he murmured, letting a moment of silence pass before continuing to speak with that soft voice of his, "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, but ... you're always welcome in my home. My mom would love you," he assured.

You chuckled, "Yeah? You sure? You barely met me," you teased by mirroring his earlier statement, returning his gesture and letting your fingers trace his own absentmindedly on the veranda.

"Just a hunch. If I like you, then she'd love you," he reaffirmed.

"Oh, so you like me?", you finally turned to face him, smiling teasingly.

"Thought I was clear about that," he cocked his head in mock curiosity, smiling back at you, "Gotta be more assertive, got it," he murmured mostly to himself afterward, finally disconnecting himself from the veranda and beginning to walk away, stopping to gesture you follow him.

"C'mon, they'll get too drunk if we don't go babysit them," he reminded you, holding out his hand to guide you into your own home — it was a bit ridiculous, but you could tell soft touches and stolen glances were a big thing with him, and who were you to complain?

As expected, the guys ended up staying the night, too exhausted to get themselves off your couch until the following morning. Minghao, unlike them, did not reach a drunken state that impeded him from leaving, but it was silently agreed between the two of you that you did not want him to leave, nor did he want to be deprived of your company.

While the guys stayed passed out on the couch, you offered Minghao one of your spare rooms, something which made you feel slightly excited. Sure, you weren't sharing a bed or anything like that, but you'd still be waking up to Minghao in your home, and that was a win in your book.

Waking up, you headed to the kitchen, finding all your friends gathered in the interconnected dining room as they nursed their hangovers. Minghao had taken the liberty of making tea, smiling at you as he bid you good morning.

Heading over to where he leaned against the kitchen counter, you took the cup from him with a 'thank you,' blushing to yourself when his hand made contact with your hip as you turned around to lean on the counter next to him. The contact had clearly been with the intention to prevent you from hitting yourself against the counter, but it had still been to par with the cordial and charming persona Minghao carried with him, resulting in you swooning over him yet again.

Distracting yourself, you chose to make conversation with the two boys in front of you, chuckling at how exhausted they seemed (though out of their own volition).

"Do you guys have to drink yourselves into a coma every time you come over?" you deadpanned, earning a chuckle from Minghao.

"It'd be more fun if you joined us in blacking out," groaned Mingyu, "Not fair we're the only ones singing karaoke while drunk."

"Did I hold a gun to your head and tell you to chug or you'd die? You're just a sore loser. Not my fault Hao and I beat your score cause you were too drunk to sing," you retaliated, earning a hesitant hum in agreement from Seokmin, who was still silently suffering on the table in front of you.

"Anyways, what do you guys want to do today?", Mingyu changed the subject, "Norebang? Wanna call up Kook and Jaehyun? Or we could go to that Bruno Mars concert Jihoon suggested? Thoughts? Opinions?"

"How are you not dead right now? You drank twice as much as that guy and he's practically dead?" you gaped at him, pointing at the shell of a man that Lee Seokmin seemed to become during hangovers. Meanwhile, Minghao watched you with amusement, quietly enjoying your banter with his friend.

"Hao leaves soon, so we need to take advantage of all the time we have left!" he insisted, "We start promotions almost as soon as he returns and you'll probably be off your break by then. C'mon!"

"What do you think?", you turned to Minghao, "Concert? Norebang, again? What did you wanna do?"

He shrugged, "Whatever you want, I'm down," he sipped at his tea.

Seokmin began to gain consciousness again as he joined the conversation, "Jihoonie only has three extra tickets to Bruno Mars and Nonnie is going, remember, Gyu?", he stressed toward his friend, "And we already agreed we'd go, so you two are gonna have to find something else to do," he frowned, "Sorry, Y/N."

"What do you mean? Jihoon said he had five ti- ow, fuck," Mingyu groaned halfway through his statement, wincing as he hunched over on his seat in what seemed to be pain. Looking over at Seokmin for half a second before responding, his facial expression went from annoyed to normal as he responded again, "Right, I forgot, uh, he already gave out the tickets, sorry. I forgot I already made plans with Min and Jihoon for that," he rasped.

"Yeah, Hao can probably keep you company, though, right, Hao?", interrupted Seokmin, Mingyu nodding along, "We can meet at the afterparty after the concert. Jihoonie can probably get you guys in," he suggested.

As odd as the sudden lack of insistence that you join them at the concert was, you ignored it, opting to just take advantage of the opportunity to get some alone time with Minghao. Turning to your side, you could notice the remnant of a scowl on his face directed at Mingyu, but it immediately turned into a smile as soon as he faced you.

What you didn't notice, though, were the dumb smiles exchanged by your two friends as they watched you and Minghao for the rest of the time spent in your home, often removing themselves from the conversation if it meant you and Minghao got more alone time with one another.

Having any time spent without Minghao after that was practically unheard of. Being mutually on a break of sorts, it was easy to see each other quite often. The guys always enjoyed your company, and even more so that of Minghao's due to how rare it had been for him to join them in outings prior to this, so it was common for you to find yourself near the duo (+ Minghao) a few times a week.

Although you'd sometimes be joined by other 97 liners in the industry or various other members of Seventeen, it was hard to not take notice of the way in which Minghao would gravitate to you almost immediately. He gave you his utmost attention, opening doors for you, ordering your meals for you (with surprising knowledge of your taste), texting you good morning and good night, and even insisting he and the guys drop you off at home any time you hung out.

If you didn't know any better, you'd assume he was trying to show romantic interest in you. However, you had quickly caught onto Minghao's courteous behavior towards everyone in his life. This was something he had even let you in on, telling you about his upbringing and even sometimes apologizing if he appeared too formal for his age. You always encouraged him, however, letting him know how much you appreciated how much of a gentleman he was — it was a nice contrast from your brotherly dynamic with his groupmates.

Trying not to visibly swoon at every act of service Minghao did for you proved to be a feat. Sometimes you'd have to take a breather to hold yourself back from throwing yourself at him. It was pathetic, really, how into him you were within such a short time of becoming his friend. But this was something you had to keep to yourself, not wanting to ever make him uncomfortable or halt his behavior.

It only became worse with time as you spent more and more time together. Mingyu and Seokmin were quite popular amongst idols, each having various friend groups to hang out with during their time off. You were sure Minghao must've also had many friends (despite his claims otherwise — he was too likable to be friendless), but he had chosen to spend most of his time before going to China with you. Claiming your hopes were up would've been an understatement. It was impossible to not want nor hope for Minghao to make a move and explicitly ask you out, but he never did. What he did do, however, was choose you to be the last person he saw before leaving Korea for the following two weeks.

Inviting you over to his place that night, Minghao had let you know that this was his last night in Korea before heading to China for the next two weeks. After having gotten close to you for the past two months, he had decided that you'd be the best company possible for a quiet evening in before departing. You didn't have it in you to even question why he'd pick you over his own groupmates, simply happy to spend time with him with the knowledge that you wouldn't get to do so for a while.

"Sorry for the short notice," he apologized as he approached you on the couch with a glass of wine, "But we've been hanging out so much, it felt natural to ask you over."

You hummed in agreement, "Should I ask why Seokmin and Gyu weren't invited or should I ignore it and take advantage of the extra wine?", you asked as you took a sip of said wine.

"They're too loud," he groaned exaggeratedly, "You're quiet, like me. Your company's too nice to pass up while I can have it," he added, joining you in your drinking.

"You can always just call me while you're there," you reminded him, "The guys call me all the time when they're overseas."

"I will be calling you," he affirmed, "But it's different in person. I'll still miss your company," he shrugged.

"I really did become your favorite, huh?" you teased, "Beat them all for first place in just two months," you were joking, but he still nodded in affirmation, chuckling along with you.

Grabbing onto the wine bottle he had laid in front of you, you went to top him off when you realized his glass was almost empty, only to be stopped by him.

"My plane's in a few hours, I can't drink too much. Being tipsy on a plane is one of the worst feelings."

"A few hours? You said tomorrow," you gaped at him.

"Well, it's 11:38, so it technically is tomorrow," he shrugged.

You sat up straight, "Dude, you should be leaving already. Why are we even here? Should I drive you? I can call my driver, he'll be here in-"

He grabbed onto your shoulders, halting your movements, "Calm down, my manager already had all my things sent over and the airport is only like twenty minutes away," he started with a calm voice, "Sorry I called you so late, we had a short promo to do earlier today, so my day got taken up at the last minute and I really wanted to say goodbye," he explained.

"Minghao, it would've been fine if you just left, I don't want to make you late."

"I didn't want to leave with no warning. It'd be rude of me to neglect saying goodbye to someone I care about," he said in the plain and cordial way in which he always spoke, grabbing onto your hand and tracing it like he had grown a tendency of doing.

Once more, it was hard not to swoon at such a small detail — the insistence in complicating his day only to make sure he didn't somehow make you feel neglected. Most people would've settled with a simple phone call or even just contacting you incessantly he returned, but Minghao wasn't like most people.

You looked down, nodding, "Thank you. That's sweet of you to say."

"I know it's only two weeks, but I'll still miss you. It's rare for me to really get close to anyone in the industry," he explained.

You nodded in agreement, "Yeah, me too. It kind of sucks since I'll be off my break by the time you come back and we probably won't be able to hang out as much anymore," you mumbled.

"I'll still be free. I'll come to you," he reassured, "Maybe we can finally hang out without the guys getting in the way," he smiled, "Just you and me?"

There was a slight suggestion in the background of your conversation. It was somewhat clear to you that you weren't speaking of mere friendship anymore. The moment was tender and suggestive, leaving room for something more. If you were mere friends, Minghao probably wouldn't have insisted in seeing you or been as communicative as he been so far. He wanted to make sure he preserved the friendship through his absence, however short it would be.

However, this was too much to get into knowing he'd be leaving likely within the hour. Instead of getting into it, you simply nodded along, cracking another joke about how loud and all over the place your friends could be. Despite offering to go with him to drop him off at the airport, he declined, insisting his driver drop you off home before he left for his flight. With a hug goodbye, he left you there, promising to call once he arrived and expressing that he'd miss you once again.

After two months of spending almost every day together, you felt genuine sadness at his sudden absence. Maybe it was dramatic of you to feel sad over such a short period of separation, but Minghao just had that effect on people — or at least you. He had taken such a quick interest in you that made you feel like the only girl in the world. It was specially bothersome to know that you'd both be too busy to see each other by the time he came back, but you were happy he'd get to see his family after so long.

With these thoughts, you went to sleep, waking up the next morning to a call from Minghao informing you of his arrival and of how content he was to be with his family. Being the last person he saw and first he contacted made your heart soar, whilst also making you frustrated at the back and forth that had been going on between you since you met him.

You needed him to make a move soon, or else you'd grow insane.

"You know he likes you, right?", asked Mingyu quite abruptly one day.

Only five days after Minghao's absence and you found yourself hanging out with your favorite dynamic duo yet again. Any time you had off was usually spent either with your own group or with them; it was the same for Seok and Gyu, who would always seek you out if possible.

"Who?", you asked despite having certain idea of who he was talking about.

"Boo, don't play dumb, its boring," joined in Seokmin, sitting next to you on the couch whilst the three of you engaged in a somewhat intense game of Mario Kart in Mingyu's living room. Wonwoo had decided to join in this time.

"Who are we talking about?", murmured Wonwoo distractedly as he annihilated the three of you at the game.

"Minghao," they both responded at once.

"Oh, yeah, absolutely," he agreed nonchalantly.

Suddenly you fell off a cliff in the game, having your character be fished away from the precipice and placed back on the race track as you widened your eyes at the statement.

"What? You know? How would you even know?," you rasped, completely caught off guard by the sudden (yet somewhat expected) revelation. You had hoped Minghao would confess to you at some point, or even occasionally convinced yourself it was all in your head. What had been low in your list of expectations had been your friends informing you of his feelings in his absence.

"He talks about you any time you're not around," Wonwoo began with a monotonous tone as most of his attention was taken up by the game, "He never leaves home, yet he's been doing it every day since he met you, he has that dopey smile all the time now. I don't know, it's just kinda obvious," he finished, chuckling when he realized he crossed the finish line.

"If Wonwoo can tell but you can't, we have a problem," said Seokmin, groaning at his loss in the game.

"I don't know," you shrugged, completely ignoring the game now, "We're friends. I know he acts a certain way, but I think he would've already said something if he liked me like that."

"He's just shy. And he's very particular about who he lets in. The fact he keeps coming back means he must really like you," emphasized Mingyu, sitting back against the couch with you.

"We've already been trying to get you guys alone as much as possible, but you're taking too long to tie the knot," added Seokmin, followed by nods from the other too.

"So what am I supposed to do with this information? Do I ask him out or-"

You were met with a chorus of 'No!'s, making you immediately shut your mouth.

"Distance makes the heart grow fonder," quoted Wonwoo, "He'll ask you out once he's back for sure."

Mingyu nodded in agreement, "He wasn't super direct about it, but he implied to us that he would, so yeah, be ready."

The thought made your heart race. How were you supposed to speak to him again after this without becoming a mess at the thought of your crush being reciprocated? Fuck, you even went as far as to wish you'd followed him all the way to China. The two wait week for him to come back suddenly felt like too much.

Both your thoughts and conversation were interrupted by the sudden vibration of your phone, leading three sets of eyes to turn to your direction.

"Let me guess," laughed Seokmin, wiggling his eyebrows at the implication of who may be calling at that moment.

"He never calls me, yet you've known him for two months and you get a daily call," Mingyu sulked jokingly as you went to pick up, ready to leave the room so you could answer the phone, "If you don't realize he likes you, then you're dumb."

"Don't tell him we told you," rasped out Seokmin before you were out of his line of fight, earning a nod from you before you picked up and left.

Walking into the room next door, you sat on Mingyu's bed as you finally responded, "Hello?"

"You looked beautiful today, you know," were Minghao's first words in response, "Gyu sent me some pictures you guys took yesterday. God, you look breathtaking."

You were unaware that Mingyu had sent Minghao the pictures he'd taken of you the day prior in which you went clubbing, something you were yet to do with Minghao as of yet. The implication of Minghao asking Mingyu for pictures of you made you blush.

"Stop flattering me," you groaned, attempting to keep control of your voice, knowing your nosy friends likely had their ears to the door.

"What, can't I appreciate beauty? I'm kind of jealous the guys got to see you all dressed up," he mumbled with amusement in his voice.

"Well, maybe don't leave the country next time," you teased, "I'll tell the guys to take you clubbing as soon as you're back," you promised, "Then maybe you can see me in a dress."

"Oh, is that a promise?", you could hear the teasing lip bite from your end, "Nah, not really a clubbing person. How about I make you dinner? Then you have another reason to wear a dress for me," he suggested.

For him. God, he wanted you dead.

You internally groaned at how smooth he was, "I feel like I should be the one cooking you dinner. As a welcome, you know?," you suggested instead. There was something about Minghao that made you want to throw everything away just to husband him up.

"You don't have to go out of your way. I should be the one treating you, it's what's right," he argued softly, "All you have to do is meet me at my place in a pretty dress, okay? I'll take care of the rest."

"Okay, you wore me down," you whined, "Damn you, Xu, you're good at this."

"Only with you," he murmured back.

The rest of the conversation went as your talks usually did. It was filled with updates from his day to day with his family and your own occurrences with your groupmates and friends. You kept him up to date with the happenings with Seok and Gyu, knowing he was more privy to calling you than them. The unspoken suggestion of you being of his utmost interest remained there, though nothing was ever explicitly said. Even as he asked you to go over to his place, you were unsure if it was meant as romantic date or if that'd come later. It made you giddy, but also far too excited to wait.

The two weeks passed faster than expected. Minghao's absence was barely felt, specially due to how constant his communication with you remained. The good morning messages, pictures, updates and lengthy phone calls never ceased, even consistently interrupting your time hanging out with your two shared friends. Any time you were on the phone with Minghao, you'd be met with teasing looks and exaggerated kissy sounds coming from either Seokmin or Mingyu (occasionally even Wonwoo or any other member who was present at the moment).

You had been completely worn down by both Minghao and his friends. The constant back and forth was enough to make you completely defenseless to Minghao's charm, but his friends' open teasing only made you more and more certain in Minghao's feelings for you.

Today was finally the day of his return, in which you found yourself getting ready to go meet him at his place. You'd insisted in picking him up (knowing Mingyu and Seokmin would also be getting him), but Minghao insisted you stayed behind, telling you he wanted to wash himself up and cook dinner before seeing you — Mingyu would be helping with the cooking.

You were anxious yet excited as you knocked on his door, though unsure if you'd be walking into a group meeting or a one-on-one between you and Minghao.

As soon as he opened the door, he offered you a soft hug, burying his face in your neck before even speaking, "Missed you," he mumbled, humming when you parroted the words back at him.

Disconnecting from him, you blushed when his hand immediately went to your own, leading you into his apartment with ease. His thumb played with the back of your palm whilst moving towards his couch, which had two plates of what looked to be like a luxurious meal — courtesy of Mingyu's cooking.

Sensing your eyes on the food, he spoke up, "Mingyu helped me make it. It's my mom's recipe," he informed you, "I'll let you eat soon, okay? Just ... There's something else I want to show you first, wait here," he let go of your hand as you stood in the middle of the living room, leaving the room for a few moments before returning with a small box.

Walking towards you with an excited smile, he became a little shier once he made eye contact with you. Your hands went up to receive the small box from him, his fingers gracing your own as he handed it over. A slight meeting of shy gazes was shared, but both your eyes went back to the box mere seconds later.

"You got me this? Hao, you really didn't have to," you murmured, opening it and gasping lightly at its content — it was a golden necklace; a little worn, but beautiful.

"It's my mother's," he started, enveloping your hands as they held onto the necklace, "I, uhm, I told her about you, and she insisted I bring this back to you," he explained, smiling down at you as you gaped at him, surprised he'd tell his mom about someone he'd just barely met, "She said I should give it to someone special. My dad gave it to her when they first started dating and she's kept it ever since."

"What?", your eyes widened attempting to hand back the piece of jewelry, "Hao, I- I can't accept this, it must mean a lot to your mom, I-"

He chuckled, interrupting you as he enclosed the necklace in your hands, "Please, Y/N, it's fine," he murmured once securing the necklace in your hold, "Here, at least try it on," he suggested as he gestured for you to turn around, now grabbing onto the necklace himself.

You followed along wordlessly, removing any obstacle from your neck and baring it for him to secure the necklace around your neck. His nimble feelings traced the back of your neck softly, leaning down to practically breathe you in as he adjusted it to perfection. Slowly, his face approached the back of your neck, nose and lips tracing your skin silently. You could feel the breath of his touch grace against your skin, forming goosebumps in its wake.

"You're so special to me, which is why I wanted you to have this," he breathed out, "But you already know that, right? How special you are to me?", he slowly turned you around, face still semi-buried in your neck. It was impossible to make eye contact due to the close proximity between you, but you could tell his eyes were heavy as he stared down at the skin of your neck.

Just as slowly as before, he separated from you, noses practically touching as he finally looked down into your eyes. His hand went up to your chin, making sure you were facing him just like he was you.

"Hao, I-"

"Sorry I waited so long," he chuckled lightly, "I wanted to make sure you liked me back before I made a move. Wanted to make you comfortable and get to know you, but it was hard to hold back sometimes," he explained, eyes going from your eyes to your lips, "Did I already tell you how beautiful you look tonight?", he interrupted his confession with a breathless chuckle as he allowed himself to look you up and down.

"Not yet, but-"

"Sorry, you look amazing. Is it all for me? Or is this reserved for friends too?", he asked as he bit a smile back, letting it break through when he registered your confusion, "I, uh, I used to think maybe you liked Mingyu, but that's not the case right? This is mutual. The guys see it too, I think. I know I haven't been too forward, but you understand my feelings, right?", he questioned, practically breathing you in.

Your breath was heavy at the confession, eyes trapped between locking on his eyes and lips, but eventually remaining stagnant on his lips. At some point, his hands went down and hesitantly made their way to your waist, pulling your body towards his when his act met no resistance.

"Hao, I- I like you too, I thought-," you cleared your throat and tried again, "I thought maybe you only liked me ad a friend, but, fuck, you like me too? I- I need to hear you say it," you let out, shocked any words could possibly come out of your lips when your brain kept screaming at you to kiss him.

Minghao appeared to have a similar idea, choosing to let hid actions speak for him rather than his words. The minute space between you became nonexistent when he kissed you, sighing softly into your lips when your mouth instantly opened for his.

The kiss wad soft and innocent; simply a demonstration of his feelings for you. He breathed out an 'I like you; so much,' into your lips after a few moments, but no response from you was permitted as he locked lips with you once more.

Any softness or innocence left the kiss soon after. It wasn't filthy by any means, but it was unexpectedly intense. Minghao seemed to be reading into your reactions, drinking in any sighs and moans coming from your lips and acting on them by kissing you harder, by slipping his tongue in your mouth, by softly pushing you against a wall and trapping you with his touches.

"Ha-hao," you moaned out between kisses, unsure of what you even wanted to say.

"Is this okay? I'll stop, just-"

You shook your head, cutting him off with a kiss, "Don't stop. Take me to your room," those were the last coherent words to leave you that night, earning a breathless chuckle from Minghao as he held your hand and led you to his room, food completely ignored.

Once in his room, you were led to his bed, though he stopped you before you could get in it, turning you around to kiss you again. His hands went back to your waist, rubbing up and down your back almost innocently. Your hands were the ones to become braver, going from playing with his hair to the front of his dress shirt, toying at the buttons and undoing the first few.

This silent demonstration of need made Minghao's hands become bolder, going down to your ass and kneading it. It was a back and forth. Any time you did something bold, he did too, going from your unbuttoning of his shirt to him throwing off your dress. You quickly ended up in your underwear while he stood in front of you shirtless and with unbuttoned pants.

His lips finally left yours, kissing down your neck and collarbones, heavy breath fogging against your skin while his hands explored your body. Your sighs occasioned groans from him along with mumbles filled with praise.

"You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen," he sighed as he rested his forehead on your chest, taking a moment to breathe you in. Disconnecting himself from you, he finally looked you up and down, smiling softly at you before biting his lip from preventing his smile from growing any bigger, "You're gorgeous ... You're art. The most beautiful thing I've ever seen, and ... and I want you so bad," his voice grew deeper by the end of his statement.

He gently pushed you down, allowing you to lay back on the bed while he knelt before you. His hands felt the expanse of your legs, mouth gluing to the side of your knee and laying a soft kiss there. Upon noticing your reaction, more kisses joined the first one, trailing up and down your thighs while you looked down at him with a pained look in your eye. He seemed troubled with what he wanted to do first, needing to touch and kiss you all over.

"Can I?" he asked when his lips came far too close to your center, eyes hooded with desire.

No words left you, just a nod, but it was enough for Minghao to push your panties aside and go to town.

With a single lick, he went from slit to clit, groaning at the first contact. No more tentative touches came after that, only a mess of his tongue and lips drowning in you as his arms held your legs to prevent the incessant grinding of your hips against his face.

He ate you out expertly, moaning liberally against you as if the pleasure was all his own. His lips trapped your clit, sucking it in while his eyes rolled back. As much as your eyes attempted to close, you couldn't stand a single second in which you didn't get to see him as he gave you pleasure.

Your first orgasm came quickly, but it never fully subsided as his lips continued to lick and suckle at you, with his fingers even joining in to open your lips up for better access for his tongue. The wet noises were too explicit for you to process, but they only added to your sensitivity. Minghao ignored any whines for him to stop, taking note of how your words contradicted your actions. — your hands kept pushing his head back in while you whined 'it's too much!' at him — Your body clearly wanted more, and Minghao seemed too pleased to provide.

"Cum again," he rasped, "Wet my face and cum," he practically demanded, "You're so beautiful when you cum."

His hips would occasionally cant against the mattress, which made your eyes roll back any time you felt it. It wasn't a conscious nor active action, seemingly only happening every so often when he was too distracted to hold back. It made your stomach cave in, only able to picture how those same hips would likely be hammering into you in just a few moments.

With only a few more seconds of exploring your cunt with his tongue, Minghao happily claimed your second orgasm, licking into you throughout the entirety of your high as he had done the previous time. This time, however, you pulled him away, silently encouraging him to make his way back to your lips and trapping him in a wet kiss.

He practically fed you your own juices, murmuring praise into your mouth as his hips began grinding into your sensitive cunt.

"You were so good for me, sweetheart."

"Tasted so good for me, fuck, taste just as beautiful as you look."

"Yeah? Too sensitive, baby? 'm sorry, angel. Couldn't help myself."

"Do you feel that? I'm- I'm gonna fuck you with that. Is that okay, beautiful? Hmm? You want it, huh?"

He took advantage of every whine and cry of his name that came after each statement, sucking into your tongue any time your mouth would open for him. His hips took no rest either, grinding directly against your swollen cunt as the zipper pressed up against you in such a painful yet pleasurable way.

Pulling away with a low chuckle at your whines in complaint, he threw off his pants and boxers, smiling down at the thirsty look in your eye upon seeing him.

"Want it, pretty?", he coo'd, bringing your hand up to his cheek and turning his face to kiss the back of your palm lovingly, "I'll give it to you, beautiful. Don't even have to do anything, just stay right there, okay, angel?", he said as he reached back to his pants, taking out a condom and wasting no time in putting it on.

He teased you no further, likely very sensitive himself after granting you two orgasms and dry humping you against his better judgment. You made him lose control, and you enjoyed it greatly despite being such a mess under him at that moment.

Entering you, he kissed you, swallowing your gasp of pleasure. He gave you a few moments before silently asking for permission to move, humping into you the moment you nodded in agreement.

As per usual, his gallantry showed once more as his hands found your own and intertwined above your head. His hips moved expertly yet at a pace that could only be described as sensual. The only time his hands left you was to remove your bra, but immediately went back to holding your hands while his lips found their way to your nipples, calling you every synonym of beautiful as he made love to you.

"Like you so much, beautiful," he breathed, his lips finding your own again, "Want to keep you all to myself. Can I? Wanna take you back home and- fuck, and introduce you to my parents," he rambled breathlessly as his hands wrapped around your waist, bringing you impossibly closer, "Wanna give you a ring and a house ... Make you a mom," he groaned at the mere mention, "Is it too soon? Just ... Like you so fucking much."

You wanted to reciprocate so badly, but your mouth would not emit any noise that wasn't an incoherent whine of his name. You opted for nodding enthusiastically, dragging your nails down his back as your orgasm approached.

Like the perfect man he was, he knew when to bring his fingers to your clit, causing your back to arch against him and rob you of the last bit of your voice that remained. You cried his name as your high arrived, gasping hiccups of pleasure that drew him into his own orgasm. Confessions of care and affection for one another were had, though no proclamations of love were made. That would come later, you were sure. Your shared words were enough for you to know the feeling was there.

He gave no time for you to move as he slipped out, throwing away his condom and tucking you next to him as he nuzzled against you whilst attempting to regain his breath. Kissed were laid against any bit of skin available to him, hands pressing you up against him.

"I'll clean you up and let you go pee in a second, just let me keep you for five minutes," he sighed with contentment.

"No complaint from me," you responded, equally in need of his affection, "We still have to talk about what you said, though," you giggled, earning a loving bite from him.

"I meant it," he mumbled, "I know it's soon, but I also know how much I like you. And I know you like me just as much," he said with certainty.

"You'll have to wait til at least the third date for further discussion about impregnating me," you joked, "But I'm not against it," you whispered the last part, earning a squeeze from him as he chuckled along with you.

"Go pee," he said when he finally separated from you, "I'll keep the bed warm for you and then I can finally give you that meal I made you."

Reluctantly, you got up, looking back at him from the bathroom door as he smiled with unfiltered happiness in his eyes.

You practically squealed with giddiness as soon as you closed the door, far too happy with today's events. Unbeknownst to you, Minghao had a similar reaction on the other side of that door.

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"So, how long did you guys plan this?", you asked as you mindlessly toyed with Minghao's hair, his attention likely in another dimension.

"Since the first time you guys met," responded Mingyu nonchalantly, continuing to press at the buttons of his controller and paying you almost no mind. Similarly, his gaming partners Dokyeom and Wonwoo had their focus at least 90% on the screen rather than on the conversation.

"What, so years ago? We've only really known each other for like five months," you questioned, not believing your relationship with Minghao had truly been orchestrated by the three dummies sitting one couch away from you.

"Six months and two weeks," corrected Minghao lazily, humming at your fingers running through his hair.

"He knows the exact date? God, he's whipped. Kyeom was right about setting you guys up," commented Mingyu with a chuckle.

The conversation felt entirely one-sided, though you knew your friends had developed a finessed skill at gaming whilst still giving you just enough of their attention for a conversation.

Currently, you were the main character of the conversation at hand, seeing as Seokmin had let it slip that he and the rest of your friends had designed a plan play Cupid and form a relationship between you and Minghao. You believed them to be too disorganized and impatient for such a thing, but decided to question them regardless — for entertainment if for any reason.

"Oh, so now it was Seokmin's idea?", you asked with amusement, shuffling to the side of the couch when you sensed Minghao getting up from lying on your lap. Without much effort you morphed into another comfortable position, this time with your legs on top of Minghao's as he cuddled into you, face buried in your neck to nuzzle into your skin.

Your friends had gotten used to your couple-y disposition quite quickly, only gagging at the sight occasionally but never truly bothered by it.

"Yes, ma'am," responded Seokmin in a jokingly formal manner.

"How did this come about?", you continued with the questions while Minghao continued to remain completely disengaged in the conversation, his only interest being the quiet and occasional pecks he could land against your skin.

"Well, it was obvious he liked you from the first time we brought you back to the dorms," started Seokmin, having given up on beating his friends at the game and instead leaning back against the couch to converse with you as he watched the match play in front of him, "He was a little more shy back then, so he never said anything, not even to us," he continued up until you interrupted him.

"Wait, back when?", your surprise went unnoticed by Seokmin, but not by Minghao who subconsciously tightened his arms around you, now actively listening to the conversation.

"2016? Maybe 2017?," Kyeom wondered out loud, turning to Mingyu for confirmation and receiving a hum and a nod from both him and Wonwoo, "Yeah, late 2016, I think. Anyways," he continued, "We never said anything, but we all knew. We'd always try to get you guys in the same place, but he never budged. It wasn't til a few months ago when we mentioned you might be dating someone that Minghao decided to—"

The commotion from your side of the room prevented Seokmin from continuing, followed by the landing of a pillow to his face, resulting in a whine from the boy. Unexpectedly, Minghao had gotten up, pulling you up with him and accidentally causing a remote to fall in the process.

"Seokmin, shut up!", he demanded, a shade of red you'd never seen on him invading his ears while he attempted to avoid your widened eyes.

Three sets of eyes were set on you now, with some being amused while others confused. The game was mostly forgotten as they all stared at the usually quiet and put together Minghao make a commotion as he attempted to leave.

"We have to go, come on, babe," he urged, dragging you away from the room.

"But I wanna hear the end of the story," you let out as he pulled at your arm, not truly dragging you away but still struggling to convince you to leave. Giggling, you waved your friends bye as you finally allowed him to finally lead you out of the room, giving the guys a death stare to express his displeasure with them. It wasn't genuine anger, you could tell, but it was still amusing to see him embarrassed at his years-long crush being aired out.

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Imagine constantly flirting and being forward with The8 which makes him a blushing mess. He thinks you just do it to embarass him but really it’s because you like him and don’t know how to tell him.

You weren’t a fan of feelings or anything that made you feel insecure or vulnerable. You and The8 were similar in that respect but how you choose to handle it was very different. 

The8 would try and avoid any situation with someone he found attractive particularly in public or anywhere with lots of people. You instead ran head first into those situations hoping if you acted confident enough nobody would realise how scared you really were. You were a master at redirection and keeping a poker face. You had nerves of steel and so when you realised you found The8 attractive and were developing a crush on him you decided to be open about it. So open about it nobody could tease you or use it against you...or so you thought.

The8 had no idea you liked him. He of course noticed you flirting with him (you were about as subtle as a foghorn) but most of him thought you were kidding. You always did it in front of his members knowing it would cause a reaction and so The8 thought it was just to embarrass him but another part of him hoped it was more than that.

He found you funny and attractive. He’d had a crush on you for a while and so whenever you flirted with him he had a very strong reaction. He didn’t like PDA normally but to have his crush compliment him or kiss his cheek...caused his brain to malfunction. However it was a weird conundrum with you because even though The8 felt like he was on fire whenever you flirted with him he kind of liked it. It made him feel special that out of all the members he was the one you'd noticed, he was the one you'd chosen to flirt with. So much so he actually sometimes missed it. When DK had his musical and Jun his drama, they got more of your attention and The8 felt jealous. When you walked into a room he noticed you and he felt a bit deflated on the occasions when you didn't seem to spot him. He'd panic you were bored with him like he'd always said would happen and he'd act nonchalant about it...but the next time you gushed over how handsome he was or complimented his outfit he was secretly relieved.

So today, like every time you came around for a games night, The8 was on edge in a nervous flustered way only a crush can do to you. You walked into the room and as if sensing it you turned, spotted him and smiled. The8 smiled back quickly before pretending to be busy with pouring his drink.

You took pity on him and started chatting to Jeonghan but when the games started you were focused on him. You got put on the opposing team but sat right across from him. You’d flirt casually when the opportunity arose and constantly baited him. When you asked The8 to clarify on his reasoning for doing something he rushed to explain and tripped over his words. Throughout his rant he could feel you staring at him and he finally looked up and met your eye. The8 made eye contact with you but you didn’t even flinch. "What?" he asked. In response you just shrugged "have I ever told you your gorgeous?". The8 darted away from you babbling something about getting another drink. You grinned "wait! Don't leave me! How will my eyes cope without your beauty?" you called after him, the members laughing as The8 just picked up speed. “The quickest way to shut The8 up is to get y/n to flirt with him” Scoups joked and The8 heard. He couldn’t even argue, his hyung was right. 

Something like this happened pretty much any time you were put in a room together but sometimes The8 liked to play too. 

After the games were over the guys put on a movie. The8 knew you really liked the seat in the window but always waited patiently for it rather than asking for it. The8 wasn’t sure if the members even realised this but he did. Tonight Jeonghan had been hogging it and he saw the way your eye lit up when he moved. He smiled as you gradually worked your way into the seat and then decided to tease you. When you went to the bathroom he took your spot and smirked when you came back. You saw The8 sat in your spot and froze. "Excuse me? You may be beautiful but I won’t let you steal my seat. The rules apply to you too The8" you called. He'd had a little more to drink at this stage in the night so he was a more playful.. "Sorry but I don't care, there's no way you can make me move as I'm way taller than you". "Who said anything about getting you to leave?" you asked and promptly sat in his lap. The members all laughed at your nerve and also how much The8 was blushing. "Wow this is comfy" you commented and The8 was frozen in shock "are you comfy The8?" you called. He just nodded "yeah...". That surprised you. You figured he would’ve said no or thrown you off but he didn’t. He sat there and said he was comfy...so you didn't move. 

You carried on as normal but a few minutes later felt The8 place a hand on your waist and a shiver went down your spine. Uncomfortable with not being the one in control you smirked. "I never took you for a handsy one, The8" you called. He immediately realised he had his hand on your waist and moved it. In response you smirked "I didn't say you had to move it away". You spun around so you were facing him and smiled "it feels nice". Having you practically straddling him was too much and The8 stood up and gently placed you back down in your seat. "Okay you win!" he cried "you can have your seat back!" and he hurried away. The members laughed at the look on his face and you smiled along with them all. "Wow y/n you're so bold!" Seungkwan called "and crazy". You laughed "Haha yep that's me" but part of you wondered I'd you couldn't have just sat there quietly with The8. Why did you always feel the need to push it? To establish your dominance. You sighed but put back on your social mask. The8 was calming down in the kitchen when he heard a noise. "You okay?" Dk asked and The8 nodded "yep fine! Why?". "Nothing you just rushed off rather quickly...". The8 shrugged "I'm fine". "Yeah now y/n's not sat on your lap I bet you are". The8 blushed "it had nothing to do with y/n". "You know it's okay to admit you like her. I think any guy in your position would". The8 blushed "I...I just get flustered when she’s so intense. I'm not one for PDAs so it embarrasses me...I think that’s why she does it. She loves messing with me". Dk nodded “yeah or she enjoys flirting with you?” Dk asked. The8 blushed “I don’t think it’s that” but Dk smiled “I wouldn’t be so sure, you want to come back in with me or wait?”. “I think I'm gonna wait a bit but thanks”. Dk nodded “no problem” and left The8 alone, his heart still racing at what Dk had said.  A few weeks later your company was having a big fancy event to celebrate their recent success and of course all their idols were invited. At events like this you and The8 would usually attend together. It started three years ago when you invited The8 and he cautiously agreed to attend with you. Ever since then you'd always asked him to go with you and he'd always agreed, so much so it was just a given at this point. Still you liked to make a show of it so you showed up at The8's shared house one week with a bouquet of roses blasting romantic music from a k-drama you knew he'd liked. The members all gathered to laugh at the show you were putting on but also as The8 yelled at you to stop. "Not until you agree to make me the luckiest woman alive and go with me to the company ball". "Yes okay I'll go with you! We always go together there's no need for you to ask anymore!". "And let the romance die?" you asked him feigning horror. The8 rolled his eyes but watched as you threw roses up to his balcony and messed around with the other members. Seungkwan, Dk and Jun joined in and he watched amused as you all practised waltzing and just generally messing around on the grass below before all collapsing in a heap. The8 smiled and tentatively picked up one of the roses that had made it inside. He shook his head at how goofy you were but put it in pride of place on his cabinet. You and The8 would always take turns driving and tonight it was his turn. So he showed up at your house with plenty of time and rang the doorbell. Your members knew him well of course and let him inside. They complimented his suit and he complimented them back. Dino was with him as he was attending with one of your fellow members and it was nice to have someone there to distract from him. There were other dates there too of course but The8 stuck to himself and waited for you to arrive. Despite what may be assumed about you, you were always on time and it was a quality The8 also really liked about you. Sure enough just after the first couple had left you came downstairs. The8 was always slightly speechless when he saw you dressed up but tonight you'd outdone yourself. You were in a beautiful backless red dress, in the exact shade you knew The8 loved. Your long hair hung freely with a few pins decorating your dark hair. You were always pretty simplistic and your makeup was the same tonight, just basic coverage that highlighted your features but The8 always thought your best quality was your smile which makeup couldn't make any better. Sure enough you smiled when you saw him "you know every time I see you in a suit it takes my breath away" you teased him. The8 laughed but he felt the same way. He extended an arm to help you down the last few steps and you smiled at him "always the gentleman, I just need to say bye to the girls and grab your gift". "Y/n..." he started and you smiled "I know you always say no gifts but I enjoy giving my date a gift". The8 rolled his eyes but again got that tingly sensation he always got when you went above and beyond for him. The gift giving was another tradition you’d started and kept no matter how much The8 protested.

He followed you into the living room where the members were waiting and smiled as they all gushed over you, saying the things he was thinking. You were always softer with your members and The8 loved seeing how much you loved them. They finally spotted The8 and nodded "wow and The8 looks amazing as always". You nodded "of course he does, do you think the best-dressed male kpop idol wouldn't kill in every suit he wears?" you asked grabbing his arm. The8 blushed but all your members agreed. "You look really good together, your outfits match perfectly" your leader commented and The8 realised she was right but you had a twinkle in your eye. "Wait until you see his gift". "Ahhh you're a lucky man The8" a member commented and he blushed "I know". "We'll get going now, see you all there!" you called and led The8 outside. You grabbed your bag and a little gift bag. "What is it?" The8 asked and you shook your head "ah ah ah, you know the rules. You only get it once you drive me there and don't kill us in an accident". The8 rolled his eyes but didn't press you, he knew how this worked by now after all.

When he parked the car you smiled "here!" and pressed the gift into his lap. He carefully opened the bag and unwrapped the tissue paper. You were always very deliberate with gits and he smelled the nice perfume you'd sprayed on the paper drift out as he untangled the sheets. Finally he reached for the gift and found some beautiful red collar and cufflinks to accompany his suit. They were very well made and expensive but everything you gave him was deliberate and to his taste. You paid close attention to him and it showed. You smiled cautiously as he looked at them "do you like them?" you asked "I knew you’d be wearing black so I gave you a pop of colour to tie our outfits together". The8 chuckled "they're beautiful thank you...but you have to stop getting me presents, it makes me feel bad that I don't have anything to give you". You shrugged "I don't want anything back, I just want to give you something nice to show I appreciate you" and you shot him a devilish smile that made him blush. "Well thank you, I'll find some way to make it up to you". You just grinned "no need" a pecked his cheek "now let's go!". The8 was a blushing mess and was grateful you'd retreated out of the car so he could put himself back together again. He fixed your presents onto his suit and followed you.

You entered the party to find it was already fairly busy. "Want to do a quick sweep of the room?" you asked. The8 nodded and so you walked arm in arm around. The8 always felt more secure with you at parties. You knew how to talk to people and always kept him entertained.

An hour in you’d said hello to all his members and other idols you both knew...including Leena. She was another idol who had been on a show with The8 and she’d been interested in him ever since. You could never tell if it was mutual but as The8 looked down when she looked at him you chuckled. "You can go talk to her if you want" you told him and The8 realised you were looking at Leena. He shook his head "ow no it's okay". "Are you sure? Because even though we came together i know I'm not your date. You can go flirt with girls". The8 wasn't aware you didn't think of yourself as his date but he eventually remembered to answer your question. "Positive. I'm not interested in Leena that way". You raised an eyebrow "really? Well I think she's interested in you". The8 shrugged "do you want to dance?". You looked at him surprised but nodded "sure". That was where The8's confidence let up but you were happy to take it from there. You lightly gripped his shoulder bringing the two of you closer and his hand naturally settled on your waist. You smiled at him "I like dancing with you, you never step on my toes and you look very good doing it". The8 blushed "not stepping on your toes isn’t that hard a task". "True...but the looking good is". The8 blushed and you chuckled as he spun you around. He knew you loved that part so did it so more until you were giggling. You couldn’t stop laughing and crashed back into him grinning. The8 couldn’t help but laugh too and he soon noticed other couples shooting you looks. "I think we should take a break" he said and you nodded "yeah let's wait for things to lighten up a bit" and you took his hand pulling him through the crowd.

You spotted some of The8′s members and made your way over. "You two looked good out there" Scoups called and Jeonghan nodded "it always amazes me how you get him to dance y/n". "Actually The8 suggested it himself" you smiled and the group gasped. The8 blushed as they teased him but he quite liked how you hadn’t let go of his hand. "So how has your night been?" you asked. "Fine" Jeonghan replied and Scoups smirked "he’s just sulky because this is mandatory". "Aww Jeonghan can’t you think of any way to have fun at this thing?" you asked. "Why are you offering?" he asked suddenly shooting you a mischievous smirk. You paused, shocked at how good he looked and dropped The8's hand without thinking. You blinked "I..." and Jeonghan smiled "it's okay I know if you were going to have fun with anyone it’d be The8 right?". The8 blushed and was surprised to see you also blushing. "Right" you nodded and Jeonghan nodded "figures...shame though" and he walked away. You laughed "what was that?" you asked The8. "He was flirting with you" The8 replied and you nodded. "I know that but why?". The8 shot you a look and you rolled your eyes "come on when has Jeonghan ever flirted with me?". "Never" he admitted "but he checks you out all the time". You paused "he does?". The8 felt his skin heat up and his heart began to race. Why did he have to be the one to tell you this? 

The8 nodded "he thinks you've got a good body". You blushed and The8 sighed "y/n you can follow him if you want, go and have fun with him as he put it". You looked at him confused by the tone in his voice "but why would I want to do that? Like Jeonghan said himself if i’m going to have fun with anyone it’s you". The8 blushed but was pleased "okay" he said and you smiled "okay" and re-took his hand.

You had a few more drinks and danced a little more. While you were leaving the dance floor, teasing The8, you weren’t looking where you were going. You stumbled into someone and your smile disappeared when you saw it was a high-ranking manager. You and The8 both bowed and you apologised. The man looked at you and nodded "yes...well if it would be anyone it'd be you y/n. Just like how if anyone was to wear such a bright dress it'd be you". You chuckled pardon?". The man repeated what he'd just said and you still smiled "no I meant why would I wear a bright dress?". You expected some comment about how you were extroverted or usually pretty sunny but that was not what you got. "Well you're very attention-seeking so of course you'd show up in a bright red dress when all the others girl are in muted colours". You paused "ow...was there a dress code?". The8 shook his head but the man carried on "would you listen if there were? Look I'm going to give you some friendly advice, in this line of work you have to carefully tailor your stage personality and you would benefit from being less dominating and self-centred. Maybe let your members talk for once and I've seen how much you hang around with the Seventeen boys" he said glancing to The8 "you're very lucky it hasn't ruined your career. We're willing to overlook these things when you're young but you're old enough to act better so stop being so childish and mature. Quickly. Your contract renewal is coming up soon yes?". "Well in three years’ time". "Yes practically around the corner, I'd think about that if I were you" and with a last look and the slightest bow he walked away.

The silence that followed his departure was awful and The8 didn't know what to say or do. You had let go of him and had this lost look on your face that he’d never seen before. "Hey don't listen to him” The8 said and you nodded "ow yeah I know he’s an ass! Don't worry I'm fine". The8 nodded "okay...do you want that drink?". "Actually I think I'm just going to get some air" you said. The8 frowned "do you want me to get your friends? Or some water?". "Erm water would be nice but please don't tell the girls". The8 nodded "okay water got it. I'll meet you out there". You nodded and rushed away. Once The8 had the water he realised his hand was shaking because he was angry. At the man for saying all those things but himself for allowing him to. He just stood there while the man insulted you to your face! He was really disappointed in himself and felt that anger again when he saw you stood outside with that lost look on your face. Wonwoo saw him and came over "hey is y/n okay? Mingyu and I went over to her and she said she was fine but needed a minute". The8 nodded "she's okay just a bit overwhelmed". Wonwoo nodded "okay let us know if she needs anything". The8 came over to you and passed you the water "here". You took it from him and tried a smile but didn't drink. "Look I owe you an apology, I should've told that man off no matter if he's my elder and I'm so angry I didn't. You must hate me". You shook your head "I'm not angry with you The8". "Well I still feel like I should go after him or something". You grabbed his arm "no don't please...I think I'm just going to go". The8 nodded "okay let's go". You shook your head "you don't have to come". "Yes I do because I'm your ride but more importantly because you're upset and I want to be there for you. I know you don't think of me as your date but I still want to behave as one. Is that okay?". You nodded and The8 took your hand and gently led you out of the party. The8 reached the valet and gave him his ticket. He kept glancing at you where you stood looking at the ground. He’d never seen you look so unsure of yourself and he hated it. You looked so small The8 just wanted to pick you up. You shivered and The8 didn’t hesitate to take off his jacket "here" he said wrapping it around you. You smiled "thank you...I guess it helps hide my outrageously loud dress". The8 shook his head when the car appeared and you walked around to get in. He got you in the car and drove you back home. The whole ride you were silent and a million things went through his mind to say to you. He followed you up to the house and watched as you shakily unlocked the door. The house was eerily silent and The8 took back his jacket. "The others won't be back for a bit...I'll stay with you until then if that’s okay?". You nodded to him and locked the door. The8 nodded to the stairs "why don't you got get comfy and I'll bring us up some teas". You smiled at that but it wasn't your usual happy smile "that sounds great...thank you". The8 felt very protective of you at this moment and nodded "you don't have to thank me, go I'll be up soon".

The8 came upstairs and found you in your pyjamas wrapped in blankets. You jumped when you heard him and he smiled softly "hey, I made your favourite". "Thank you" you said and smiled but The8 could see the tears in your eyes. "Y/n do you want to talk about it?" He asked. You paused "i...i think I'm just in shock to be honest. I knew he didn’t like me but i had no he hated me so much" you said the tears escaping and The8 rushed to comfort you. He put the cups down and crawled over to you. The8 was still in his shirt and trousers but he ignored the creasing and came to lay beside you. "Hey it's okay..." he said softly patting your arm and you turned to him. The8 opened his arms and you rolled into them. "I cleaned my makeup so I won't get anything on your shirt I promise". The8 shook his head "fuck my shirt". You chuckled between sobs "I've never heard you swear before...it sounds odd". "Really?" The8 asked "well in that case" and he launched into all the swear words he knew in Korean, English and Chinese. The latter you liked a lot. "Why does it sounds so nice in Chinese?". The8 smiled "probably because you have no idea what it means". You nodded " touché...or because it's a beautiful language. I always like it when you speak Chinese. The way it rolls off your tongue is just so smooth and warm". The8 smiled very pleased you liked his native tongue. "Well maybe I can teach you some?". You nodded "I’d like that" and finally met his eye for the first time since the party. "Y/n what the director said in there...you know none of us thinks it's true right? We all love having you around and how normal you are around us". You sighed going tense and sat up. The8 pretended not to notice how cold he felt without you in his arms and sat up too. "Please don't let it upset you". You shook your head slowly "it's hard because part of me has always thought that about myself...I know I like attention but I never mean to be so demanding". "You’re not!" The8 cried "and trust me I'd know. We spend a lot of time together". "Yeah you're usually my main victim". "I'd say audience not victim" The8 said softly "I like how you are y/n". "Really? I don't annoy you because sometimes you seem so fed up or embarrassed and I'd hate to ever upset you The8". The8 shushed you as you got upset again "y/n if you ever upset me I'd tell you. I know I'm quiet but I wouldn't let you get away with that...pretty much anything else but I'd call you out if you were being cruel. You're a good person y/n, just ask any of your members or mine! The director has no idea what he's talking about! He's probably just intimidated by confident women or he's jealous because you're so young and beautiful". You blushed "thank you...for saying all those nice words". The8 shrugged "well I mean them all, you're a great person y/n and I really like you". Your eyes widened slightly at that and you paused "as a friend?". The8′s heart was hammering in his chest but he shook his head "no as more than a friend. You must've noticed how I always blush when you so much as look at me and when you touch me I'm a mess". You smiled "well yeah and I hoped but I was never sure". "Well here's me confirming it for you". You paused "wow I...I never imagined I'd be so lucky to have you like me back I'm speechless". The8 pauses as you looked down and he realised with a huge shock that you were indeed speechless! You had a huge blush on your face and couldn’t seem to look at him. The unflappable y/n was a blushing mess. "Y/n are you actually shy?" he asked amazed. You blushed adorably "yeah...I'm not always so in your face and loud. I've been telling you I'm an introvert for years". "Yeah but I just never thought you’d get nervous around me". "You're the person I get the most nervous around!" you cried "I've had a crush on you for ages and I just masked it with a confident act but I've never dated anyone before and I really like you okay". The8 felt his heart soar and he told your hand and gently pressed a kiss to it. "Y/n you never have to be self-conscious around me. I already think you're the most amazing woman I've ever met and I think you're glorious from every angle. We can take this exactly as you want so don’t worry" he said "okay?". You laughed "god I adore you". Usually The8 would be floored at a comment like that from you but he could feel your sincerity so instead he just smiled and gently kissed your nose "I adore you too". "Enough to give me a proper kiss?" you asked. The8 nodded "of course all you must do is ask" and he kissed you. He was surprised how he was the one taking the lead but it made sense considering how natural this felt for him. He didn’t feel nervous or awkward like people usually did in first kisses. He felt right at home. 

When you separated you made eye contact and blushed adorably. The8 instinctively hugged you to him and you settled against his chest both of your hearts beating rapidly and a happy smile on your face. "Thank you for tonight". "You never have to thank me for being there for you y/n. You're always there for me". You fell asleep together like that and The8 left the following morning after making you breakfast. He promised to call you that night and schedule a proper date. You were still really bashful around him and he loved it. You waved to him from the doorway and The8 couldn't stop smiling. The8 returned home and walked into the kitchen where some of the members were gathered. They jumped when they saw him. "And where have you been?" Dk called. The8 shrugged "out". You hadn’t elaborated on what you wanted and he’d be damned if he outed it before you were ready. "That’s all we get?" Dk asked. The8 nodded "yeah" and the others all shrugged realising he wasn’t in the mood.   After the others left Jeonghan came over. "Ignore Dk he doesn’t mean to pry, we were worried about you that's all" Jeonghan said. The8 sighed "sorry but I was fine. I stayed over at y/n’s after the party". Jeonghan paused "wait did the two of you...". "No but I did tell her how I felt and we’re dating". Jeonghan punched the air "yes! Finally!". The8 laughed "it feels amazing. We just fell asleep in each other's arms and I don’t think I stopped smiling all night. Anytime I woke up she was just there in my arms and it felt so right". Jeonghan smiled "that’s so sweet, I'm so happy! The two of you are made for each other". The8 grinned "I'll happily accept that".

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This is super long but you know when you get in your The8 phase? Yeah I’m in it now. 

[seungcheorry]

"so...", you say, playing with whatever is in front of you.

"so", minghao repeats on the other side of the line, his voice sounding so soft.

"is it time to say bye?"

"it doesn't have to be if you don't want to", he sincerely says.

minghao has been on the phone with you for over 2 hours now. he told you everything about how the soundcheck went, how his members accepted to record this tiktok with him for his birthday, then the show, then the weverse live...

it's clearly too late where he's at. he clearly needs to rest, recharge his energy before going on with the tour. still, he doesn't even think of hanging up - and he hopes you don't too.

"you sure? you must be tired."

"that i am", he confesses. "but i don't mind talking to you. actually i think i only talked about myself, i'm sorry. please tell me how your day went."

"nothing much", and you mean it. "just work, domestic chores, an asshole cutting the line at the grocery store."

"hope i run into him when i get back."

that makes you laugh, as always.

"i hope too."

it's quiet for a bit. minghao likes to listen to you breathing, it soothes him. and as he starts to hum some unknown melody, you realize his mere presence - even though not physically - soothes you too.

"i might not always say this", you begin. "but i love you. very, very much. i hope you're always happy, my myungho."

"ya...", he chuckles. "using the korean name now too?"

you laugh too.

"it suits you."

"you suit me", minghao sighs happily. "i love you too. thank you for being with me."

"i promise i'll be, for as long as you'll have me."

"great. forever it is, then."

a/n: happy birthday, minghao. i truly hope you're always happy and i wish for your life to be even greater than it already is. thanks for welcoming me into this diamond life, i could never regret becoming a carat when i did because of your talent, your beauty, and when it brought me so much joy. i love you, the8. ❤️🐸